Luyện nghe bài hát Van Vogue

Bang, pop, pop, thing go pow
Dolce crop top, my play close
Those Cline are way downtown
Best dressed up, better, you dressed down
Oh, it's me, fella, the banji out
All fledge to bambi style
Light my wrist up, flex and
me up, turn her down
Amp me up, sugar, like mm-ow
We got the good-good, the yum-yum, wow
Oh, it's so ass so round
Trust, there's no trouble, the king go
your bitch bubble, where's my crown
Banks, flame hot, Rapunzel
Bang, pop, pop, this go pow
Bang, pop, pop, thing go pow
If she know, the bitch know now
the one, miss, the cunt is out
Flip the scripts, so bitch hoax styles
Did that first, but bitch know now
Bang, pop, pop, this go pow
Bang, pop, pop, thing go pow
If she know, the bitch know now
If she know, the bitch know now

1]
Boy (boy) don't fill yourself too on her
Boy (boy), your will laugh at you now, now, now

2]
In that, you been did that, you been with that, you been-been that,
But they all forget you when I this shit
Better dance for this and get skin wet, bitch
It's the champ, miss it ,so cinammon young
Making plans to get your little dick
If she ain't legit you better send witch
If the mens is rich, you spend that chip
Better quit envy, get that, get that benji,
Bitch, you know you looking pretty princey
princey, pretty pretty princey
Bitches wanna come and at pretty AB
AB, pretty pretty AB
Damn, bam, you could get it maybe
But these bitches always like they in the A-Z
I'm just doing me but these bitches can't

2]
All hoes
All them
All hoochies
All them
All them and escalades
All them
All flavors

Gonna sip sip, and hit that dip
Damn little bam, you a real bad
When I twist that hip, and lick lip
Damn, where ya man she look like this
The men that rich, the rich that
Hands on the gram, better get grip
If you like this, you built like this
Dance it, dance for me

Oh, yo yo yo, these bum ass bitches with raggedy ass shoes
I see you, bitch. With your Grant refund, I see you coming out of NYU
Spitting that refund check, getting fly rainbows and
Tryna' come out of Forever 21 on me
Don't want to see none of your foods and shit
I see you, motherfucker. Let me get some of that drink, bitch
Let me get some...shit. I want some. I want
You stepped it up. You not in McDonalds, you in outta here!
Fuck outta here. So what, you know where the ?? spot at. You aren't a rap bitch
And you stunt on me. Yeah, you out the hood. And yeah yeah yeah, so what
You out the hood now, I feel you. I you
They got government grants and shit that that get you outta here
Equal opportunity education programs and shit that got you outta streets
Now you up in there, you a at UNCC, UNY, whatever, somewhere, studying some shit about political science
And you do your shit on the side. And you downtown in these clubs
And you all lat and you having a good time. But when I see you, bitch, light me up
You it's me! Light me up. know what im saying, When I ask you, just light me up
You know me. Don't now. Don't front now
Oh, Naw, I don't blunts no more. I don't smoke no blunts no more. Bamboo now.
You got on some white boys, I feel you! And now you don't wanna light me up when you see me come
We drink Henney no more? Oh, nah, you don't drink Henny white wine. Wahahahah. White wine, bitch, okay