Luyện nghe bài hát Van Vogue

Bang, pop, pop, this go pow
Dolce top, my play close down
Cline wedges are way downtown
Best dressed up, better, you dressed down
Oh, it's me, fella, the banji out
All females fledge to style
my wrist up, flex and glow
Vamp me up, 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, no trouble, the king go down
Bust your bubble, where's my crown
Banks, flame hot, style
Bang, pop, pop, this go pow
Bang, pop, pop, this go pow
If she ain't know, the bitch now
the one, miss, the cunt is out
Flip the scripts, so your hoax styles
Did first, but your bitch know now
Bang, pop, pop, thing go pow
Bang, pop, pop, thing go pow
If she know, the bitch know now
If she ain't know, the know now

1]
Boy (boy) fill yourself too much on her
Boy (boy), your friends laugh at you now, now, now

2]
In that, you did that, you been with that, you been-been that, bitch
But all forget you when I spin this shit
dance for this and get your skin wet, bitch
It's the champ, miss it ,so cinammon young
plans to get your little bammers dick
If she ain't you better send that witch
If the is rich, you better spend that chip
Better quit that envy, get that, get benji,
Bitch, you know you never looking princey
Pretty princey, pretty princey
Bitches wanna come and look at AB
Pretty AB, pretty AB
Damn, little bam, you get it maybe
But these bitches fronting like they in the A-Z
I'm just me but these bitches can't breathe

2]
All them
All haters
All them
All players
All them and escalades
All roses
All them

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

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