Luyện nghe bài hát Say I

All in favor of ripped and gone
And youre gonna have to call someone to drive you
Say I I I I I I I
All in of getting super high
And you might start to feel like a that can fly
Say I I I I I I I

Plug me in and watch me go (go), bad on the hoe ass
give me no more (more) Im on my second fifth of liquor
Once Im powered up its hard for me to down
I fuck a nigga up and put tears on him under
I went from to riches, riches to racks
Top convertible, Benzes and
Smoking me herbal, me wine
Or should I say turtle cause its and its lime
Ever since he was an infant he was raised around
He took his first step, he walked with a
Manish nigga hardheaded fool (damn foo)
His sucked his dick in high school (High School)
Expiali..Hooligan
Breakin down the diesel mixing cookies with the head
went to Jail on a Friday, get out until Tuesday
got a DUI for drinking too Louie, (bitch)

All in of getting ripped and gone
and youre gonna have to call someone to you home
say I I I I I I I
all in favor of getting high
and you might start to like a bird that can fly
say I I I I I I I

I, gotta DUI, Why, I didnt even have to
Now, Im in jail for a crime, made bail, and I paid the
My lawyer, me high ass prices,
DMV to take my license
Insurance, is going up and when I go to court, I Im fucked
All this just for drinking
Need a designated driver Im too for thinkin
Two on the steering wheel,
let a friend drink and drive if your being real
Might crash the whip, lose your life
If I get too tonight
Just make sure Im home safe and you do the same
Now get fucked up and lose it man, bitch

All in favor of getting ripped and
And youre gonna have to someone to drive you home
Say I I I I I I I
All in favor of getting high
And you might start to feel a bird that can fly
Say I I I I I I I

Rolling paper so loud I up the neighbors
A boss I need no favor
You pussy so fuck a bitch
Now that my up
My crib got an elevator, my new is alligator
And meal got a waiter wit it
And Im all pouring drink up
While Im rolling the up
my wife about her make up,
Blow a when I wake up,
See the cars they dont to race us
I do it big, niggas do it
Walk up in the club they gonna bring some
Imma a lot of drugs, I put money on it
all this bank let it fuck nigga hate
Real show love sound funny done it
All this money think I up
All this Gin got me up
Man I live the Taylor way
Drinking Bombay n lemonade rolling up paper planes

All in favor of getting ripped and
And gonna have to call someone to drive you home
Say I I I I I I I
All the favor of getting super
And you might start to like a bird that can fly
Say I I I I I I I