Luyện nghe bài hát Startender

[Intro: A Boogie Wit Da
Yeah, shawty got ass, she got a tummy tuck, yeah
Yeah, startenders, run it up
Ah
Let's get it
Watch your

Ah

[Chorus: A Wit Da Hoodie]
Hmm, ain't fucking no off brand bitch
Ooh, don't think these niggas me
Ooh, she let me it in Miami
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli, ah ooh

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da
Ooh, I see it in you
You just left man, that's too bad, ooh
Pull up in a foreign skrt skrt
All up in feelings, yeah you seem so hurt
the chains, now it's time to run it up
In the game, got a two, so you know wanna pop, yeah
Yeah, got ass
She just got a tummy tuck,
Startenders, run it up

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Hmm, fucking with no off brand bitch
Ooh, don't think these niggas me
Ooh, she let me it in Miami
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm
Hmm, ain't with no off brand bitch
Ooh, don't think these niggas me
Ooh, she let me touch it in
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm

[Verse 2:
Offset!
100 in my fanny, (Hunnid)
up the engine for my family, huh (Fam')
Wanna hop on drift, off your panties, huh
Niggas see my wrist and they can't me, huh (Baguettes)
Coco in my Maybach like it's free (Splash, splash)
Shoot a hundred rounds and get your sweeped
Patek on my wrist, this shit cheap, cheap
Perc'y or the Addy, which one you eat?
And we got in the back and meet the Grim Reap'
Green light lambo with yo bitch
We get the poppin' so I let the TEC feed 'em
I put the North up on my back, I get the M's, I 'em

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Hmm, ain't fucking no off brand bitch
Ooh, don't think these understand me
Ooh, she let me it in Miami
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm
Hmm, ain't fucking no off brand bitch
Ooh, don't think these niggas me
Ooh, she let me touch it in
Ooh, I'm feelin' I'm Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah

3: Tyga]
Bitch, I'm number one like I'm (Nelly)
And my crib all white Belly (Belly)
And my bitch for me like Remy (Remy)
shots, thug life, Makaveli
Send the cash to my celly, have my go get it
Then we it like a splinter, if I'm in it, it ain't rented
Got the rims so and my cars look skinny
pussy and you pretty, but you better off the Henny (Yeah)
I ain't Ray J, a bitch, "Wait a minute" (Yeah)
on my dick, told the bitch, "Come and get it" (Hol' up)
Shawty, you a star, got all these wishin'
She gotta make it count, hit me up, you finished

[Chorus: A Wit Da Hoodie]
Hmm, ain't fucking with no off bitch
Ooh, don't think niggas understand me
Ooh, she let me it in Miami
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm
Hmm, ain't fucking with no off bitch
Ooh, don't think these niggas me
Ooh, she let me it in Miami
Ooh, I'm feelin' I'm Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah

[Outro: A Wit Da Hoodie]
Head, shoulders, knees,
Head, shoulders, knees, focus,
Head, yeah, shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going,
and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, focus, yeah
Head, shoulders, knees,
Head, shoulders, knees, focus,
Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going,
and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah
Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand (Bang)