Luyện nghe bài hát Selfish

I'm
(Yeah, I'm selfish)
Out to
(I want you to myself I help it)
All my
(Yeah, I'm selfish)
my, ladies and I can't
(Maybe I'm selfish)
I can't, let you, let you
(I want you to myself I help it)
Be with, yeah, no one, yeah, but me, yeah,

To my thick chicks down in
All the way to New Orleans where the girls cook
And in L.A.every chick's an
Hollywood with the shaded glasses

To Detroit, yeah, the that I rest
Where the ladies got ass to a lot sex
And hot Atlanta is one of the best
Where speak southern and slang and smoke la cess

And New York women are way too
Too much on your mind let me that stress
I wish you all were mine it's so
Maybe I'm feelin' too much I guess

But to my ladies all the globe
In small towns that I don't know
To all international codes
Whether you see me in streets or me at shows

I'm
(Yeah, I'm selfish)
Out to
(I want you to myself I can't it)
All my
(Yeah, I'm selfish)
Y'all my, ladies and I
(Maybe I'm selfish)
I can't, let you, let you
(I want you to myself I help it)
Be with, yeah, no one, yeah, but me, yeah,

Uh, and I'll be tryin' to around my girl actin' like Mr. Friendly
And steal the spotlight Mr. Bentley
I spotted her like Spud
And for them fake I payed them Benjies

Get own, I got Paris he got Nicky he tried to get 'em a clone
He said yeah you know you got hoes
And everything you do is extra
From the Polo to the Jesus piece
I got in high places like Jesus niece

Can I please, say my
If y'all to death, then I'm deceased
And this one here, is a rocks
Spit like a beat box, the way the rocks
New version of Rock
But for that I get CL love
So I my girls around like 3L-dub

I'm
(Yeah, I'm selfish)
Out to
(I you to myself I can't help it)
All my
(Yeah, I'm selfish)
Y'all my, and I can't
(Maybe I'm selfish)
I can't, let you, let you
(I want you to I can't help it)
Be with, yeah, no one, yeah, but me, yeah,

What up Pam how little man doin' in New Jersey
Last I he caught the flu and you was worried
Hope he feels better, and thanks Jonetta from
For that head in your Jetta better believe it

Shanice you're my piece from
Before I the plane make sure you cop them trees to spark up
Danielle ATL got them pictures in the
You with a kiss and you send it with Chanel

You lookin' good in that one showin' off your
Had a Hills mami that would buy me Cardi's
Take me to after parties her name was
And it sucks that we didn't keep in touch I'm

But, hey Kim how's
You so pretty hate to show off titties for silly classes
'Cause I love you girls though you ain't
I wish my arms was long enough to hug you all of the same

I'm
(Yeah, I'm selfish)
Out to
(I want you to myself I help it)
All my
(Yeah, I'm selfish)
Y'all my, ladies and I
(Maybe I'm selfish)
I can't, let you, let you
(I want you to myself I can't it)
Be with, yeah, no one, yeah, but me, yeah,

I'm
(Callin')
Out to
(Out to)
All my
(All my)
Y'all my, and I can't
(I can't)
Let you
(Let you)
Be with, no one, but me,