Luyện nghe bài hát Van Vogue

Bang, pop, pop, thing go pow
Dolce crop top, my play down
Those wedges are way downtown
Best dressed up, better, you dressed down
Oh, me, fella, the banji gets out
All fledge to bambi style
Light my wrist up, flex and
Vamp me up, turn her
Amp me up, sugar, it's like
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 your bubble, where's my crown
Banks, hot, Rapunzel style
Bang, pop, pop, this go pow
Bang, pop, pop, thing go pow
If she ain't know, the know now
the one, miss, the cunt is out
Flip the scripts, so your bitch hoax
Did first, but your 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) don't fill yourself too on her
Boy (boy), your friends laugh at you now, now, now

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

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

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

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