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
God I give 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, God yeah nigga I got it
Thank God yeah a nigga ain't
And Lil Yachty, yeah nigga count
I be gettin' it not
nigga getting money, no option
Grab me and hit a nigga a
Ocean, more shit 'for I pour my ghost
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 with the oh
Hit him with the oh
Pull back with the
Forfeit a nigga fo-quit
Everybody up in the know shit
I feel I got it, nigga's and the niggas, they 'bout it'
I get money and a nigga no
Nigga tourin' and the niggas start
I feel I got it, I be riding in the with the Robbie
Bugatti to McLaren, [?]
I I got it, hundred Xans get the lick over bottle
Percosets give me sex and the
Hundred trans and the the watching
I feel I got it, I can see 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
God I give her her hopes too
God I got it
God I got it
Thank God I her her hopes 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 about wifey
Bad right beside me
I get high I'm writing
We get high in space ship all night lay with me driving
When she Imma right it
I it up like I'm Tyson
I it up like I'm Michael
I make a Miss Jackson
We riding fast in Aston
The love not crashin'
me to yourself
'fore a swear I see heaven
You wanna live it how I live it whip it a chopper keep blasting it
booty, keep dancing it
Dance club keep it
Head right, live fast in
start to gold diggin'
Ball hard, I'm a
Ball hard til the damage
Live life 'til the day is
Ball hard my number one

Yeah

I am a

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

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

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