Luyện nghe bài hát Van Vogue

Bang, pop, pop, thing go pow
Dolce crop top, my close down
Those Cline are way downtown
dressed up, better, you best dressed down
Oh, it's me, fella, the banji out
All females fledge to bambi
Light my up, flex and glow
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 go down
Bust bitch bubble, where's my crown
Banks, flame hot, Rapunzel
Bang, pop, pop, this go pow
Bang, pop, pop, this go pow
If she know, the bitch know now
the one, miss, the cunt is out
Flip the scripts, so your hoax styles
Did that first, but bitch know now
Bang, pop, pop, this go pow
Bang, pop, pop, thing go pow
If she ain't know, the know now
If she ain't know, the know now

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

2]
In that, you been did that, you been 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 pimp
plans to get your little bammers dick
If she legit you better send that witch
If the mens is rich, you better spend chip
quit that envy, get that, get that benji,
Bitch, you know you never looking pretty
Pretty princey, pretty princey
Bitches wanna come and at pretty AB
AB, pretty 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 hoes
All them
All hoochies
All them
All rolls 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 that lip
Damn, ya man when she look like this
The men that rich, the rich rich
Hands on the gram, better get grip
If you like this, you built like this
Dance with it, for me

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