Luyện nghe bài hát Van Vogue

Bang, pop, pop, thing 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
Light my wrist up, and glow
me up, turn her down
Amp me up, sugar, it's mm-ow
We got the good-good, the yum-yum, wow
Oh, it's so supplethe ass so
Trust, there's no trouble, the go down
Bust your bitch bubble, my crown
Banks, hot, Rapunzel style
Bang, pop, pop, thing go pow
Bang, pop, pop, this go pow
If she ain't know, the bitch now
It's the one, miss, the is out
Flip the scripts, so your bitch styles
Did that first, but your know now
Bang, pop, pop, this go pow
Bang, pop, pop, this go pow
If she ain't know, the know now
If she know, the bitch know now

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

2]
In that, you did that, you been with that, you been-been that, bitch
But they all forget you when I spin this
dance for this and get your skin wet, bitch
It's the champ, miss it ,so young pimp
Making plans to get your bammers dick
If she ain't legit you better that witch
If the mens is rich, you spend that chip
Better quit that envy, get that, get benji,
Bitch, you know you never looking pretty
princey, pretty pretty princey
Bitches come and look at pretty AB
Pretty AB, 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 breathe

2]
All hoes
All them
All them
All them
All them and escalades
All them
All them

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

Oh, yo yo yo, these bum ass bitches with these ass shoes
I see you, bitch. With your Pell refund, I see you coming out of NYU
Spitting that refund check, getting fly rainbows and
come out of Forever 21 stunting on me
Don't want to see none of your foods and shit
I see you, motherfucker. Let me get some of that kombucha drink,
Let me get some...shit. I want some. I want
You stepped it up. You not in McDonalds, you in outta here!
Fuck here. So what, you know where the ?? spot at. You still aren't a rap bitch
And you tryna' stunt on me. Yeah, you out the hood. And yeah yeah yeah, so
You out the hood now, I you. I feel you
They got government and shit like that that get you outta 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 science
And you do your 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 know it's me! Light me up. know what im saying, 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 wanna light me up when you see me through
We don't drink Henney no more? Oh, nah, you don't drink white wine. Wahahahah. White wine, bitch, okay