Luyện nghe bài hát Stick to the Models

Ayy, bro, is Jambo?
ATL Jacob, ATL
Yeah,
through the clouds, ain't I never, never comin' down
Never down, oh
yeah, yeah

Told my bitch to find us a bitch we can fuck on tomorrow
Fuckin' my up,
fuckin' a brick up, yeah, and hop on a charter
I go to sprintin', I go to take off for cash, yeah, I'm not a
I to Neptune, I went to Mars, yeah, streets get hotter than lava
I'm in that mode,
everything on go, I got a deal my goggles
Suicide doors, oh, reachin' my goals, thankin' my heavenly
I'm on my grind, ain't no slowin' down, I put up the bottle
I'm on that pretty boy shit, yeah, I'ma just to the models

I'ma just stick to the and hit it
just stick to the guala and get it
I come up short, I'm goin' to get it
I can to keep all my bitches
I got her up, she bad and sadity
I got my weight up, I'm my city
I got vicarious, my ears, they
Put up, no worries, she she insured
I keep it real, ain't absurd
I lost the of drankin' on syrup
Put up M's, my Federal Reserve
you the truth, I got caught in the urge
Tell you the truth, I come up the dirt
She play no panties, a lil' bitty skirt
I hit it on and I made it squirt
A really rich nigga, and I'm berserk

Told my bitch to find us a bitch we can fuck on together
Fuckin' my up,
a brick up, yeah, go'n and hop on a charter
I go to sprintin', I go to take off for cash, yeah, I'm not a
I went to Neptune, I went to Mars, yeah, get hotter than lava
I'm in that mode,
everything on go, I got a deal with my
doors, oh, reachin' my goals, thankin' my heavenly father
I'm on my grind, ain't no down, I done put up the bottle
I'm on pretty boy shit, yeah, I'ma just stick to the models

I got two blonde snow
Sendin' me pics to the
I got some bitches, linin' up
They fuck me just 'cause who I am
I fucked gold digging bitches
I will love her or trust her, but pay her
Lookin' out for her, but takin' care of her
She know it no way in hell
I keep it with you, keep it real with me
all we can do
Know how to deal with you, how to deal with me
get wet as a pool
We call it game
it come down to my bros and swappin' the hoes
I send my main thang to get your thang
We gon' fuck ho on the low

Told my bitch to find us a we can fuck on together tomorrow
Fuckin' my up,
fuckin' a brick up, yeah, and hop on a charter
I go to sprintin', I go to off for cash, yeah, I'm not a jogger
I to Neptune, I went to Mars, yeah, streets get hotter than lava
'Cause I'm in mode,
everything on go, I got a deal with my
Suicide doors, oh, reachin' my goals, thankin' my father
I'm on my grind, ain't no slowin' down, I done put up the
I'm on that pretty boy shit, yeah, I'ma just stick to the

I keep it real, ain't talkin'
I lost the feelin' of on syrup
Put up them M's, my Federal
Tell you the truth, I got in the urge
Two blonde bunnies
Sendin' me pics to the
with you
Who know how to with you, know how to deal with me
get wet as a pool
Who how to
with you