Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God I Got It

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God I got it
God I got it
God I get how I go
God I got it
Thank God got it
Thank God I her her hopes too
God I got it
God I got it
Thank God I give her her too
God I got it
God I got it
Thank God I give her her

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Thank God I got it, thank God nigga I got it
Thank God yeah a ain't plottin'
And Lil Yachty, yeah count broccoli
I be gettin' it not
nigga getting money, no option
Grab me and hit a a choppin'
Ocean, more 'for I pour my ghost shit
Oh shit, more champagne I'm pourin' shit
is fab when I'm driven focus
Niggas talk but I creep the low
Bag a million hit 'em the oh shit
Hit him with the oh
Pull with the fo-fifth
make a nigga fo-quit
Everybody up in the know shit
I feel I got it, nigga's tourin' and the niggas, they it'
I get money and a nigga no
Nigga and the niggas start mobbin'
I I got it, I be riding in the Benz with the Robbie
Bugatti to McLaren, [?]
I feel I got it, hundred Xans get the lick bottle
give me sex and the logic
Hundred trans and the the watching
I I got it, I can see just believe it inside me
I can see in Rodney
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God I got it
God I got it
God I get how I go
God I got it
Thank God got it
Thank God I her her hopes too
God I got it
God I got it
Thank God I give her her too
God I got it
God I got it
Thank God I give her her

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Yeh I get it
I don't know wifey
Bad bitch right me
I get high when I'm
We get high in this space all night lay with me driving
she wrong Imma right it
I beat it up like I'm
I beat it up like I'm
I wanna make a Miss
We fast in that Aston
The love not crashin'
Take me to
a minute swear I see heaven
You wanna live it how I live it it like a chopper keep blasting it
Chop booty, keep it
Dance keep laughing it
right, live fast in here
Everybody to gold diggin'
Ball hard, I'm a
hard til the damage done
Live life 'til the day is
hard with my number one

Yeah

I am a

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Gettin' top
Oh yeah call me
Hell they can't me, no way
I get the money, get it then I flip it now the City it
Everybody shit can't make the hits go away
I get the
I get beating a to it
I get real shit, real shit
like oh yea
I get that cat, dope cats
like old way
Remember old ways
Lock out door-way

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'member the days we used to keep the covers sleep on the way
Rain dance, dancing
Rich boy, play
I can be raw let you here
Baby I'm dying
your thoughts inside me
Keeping your inside me
Only think it, whatever we do we all in private
Keeping thoughts beside me
Keeping your thoughts me
we ball, we riding
Baby, I'm dying
Keeping your inside me
Keeping your thoughts me
Only think about it, we do we all in private
Keeping your inside me
Keeping your behind me

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Yeah, remember them old
out that door-way
Gettin' top
Oh yeah me papi
Hell yea can't me
I get the money, get it then I flip it now the City it
Everybody talkin' can't make the hits go away
I get the
I get a flow
I get that real shit, real
Talking oh yea
I get that cat, dope cats
Talking old way
them old ways
Lock out that