Luyện nghe bài hát Texas Love

I got hoes than Kanye West clothes
These bitches swallowin' and jumpin' like a fuckin'
Won't kiss your body a lot but hate me thats
Bae don't bout em I got 'em woah
Fendi with Prada, need no I dress clothes
stylish and Pat Rileys
I'mma let you it while I bite it
Aye can we lay up, can we lay up
Black nigga at the court counter with a mink coat
Got a fat ass and some D on
her at Popeyes, we can link up later on
Nigga aired out the spot now we can't later on
I just want to flirt you, want to flirt with you ya
it straight from a boy
Now I don't know what to do you ya
I don't care what think nigga just do you aye
I would teach you my dawg like I was Clues aye
I picked a 40 up on the back end
Got lil mama in the running back in
I just a molly now I'm going back in
No features I don't do
I don't leeches and I done had enough of these leakers yea

If Texas was a drug (You'd belong to me)
I said if Texas was a drug (You'd belong to me)
If Texas, Texas, Texas was a drug (You'd to me)
If Texas, Texas, Texas was a drug, drug, drug, drug,

Ah
Sell the out
I mean I wouldn't be to keep a pack
You know I'm saying
How you digg

You can take a ride the lime light
I can a ride through the wild life
I can game like the Pied Piper
YSL sniper
bands in the damn Bible
I got a hundred bodies and they all
I first that they all 'bout it
But these ain't even fightas
And these niggas ain't buyers
I heard they leasing everything ridin' in
And all they kids out in the play pen
Made a million I'm amazing
was popping collars I was patient
That's a massive foul nigga
Got on hella chains like a bitch
And I'm at it comtemplatin'
gripping tan up the damn street
R.I.P. to Bankroll street
ridin' tan up the S40
The Maserati like the dog
the drought come bring them bands up
I'm in LA the plaid out
Put the bitches lookin' sad out
Watch a rich nigga issue out

If love was a drug (You'd belong to me)
I said if Texas love was a (You'd belong to me)
If Texas, Texas, Texas was a (You'd belong to me)
If Texas, Texas, was a drug, drug, drug, drug, drug

I if Texas love was a drug
I would give it up
I would do a hundred 'bout it
Long as it get me
Long as it get me
I'mma burn the house
If Texas was a
If showed the love
I meant, they showed so if Texas was a drug
I'd never share
I want it all in my
I wan it all in my
I it all in my hair
I it all on my bae
I it all in my spot
I want it all in the
I want fuck on your
Your momma at the spot
You was tripping 'cause I had your baby at the spot
She was with my hoe