Luyện nghe bài hát Vegas

Got a shit-eatin'
Bitch, me them itty-bitty titties again
We're in Sin
Since when did we begin to get 'dicted to
Diggity, bitch, you need to run and go get your
I'm at your bum-stickity-bum, hun
The mickity mack's bickity back, don't act
And you can get the fickity-finger, the
You dizzy bitch, eatin' spaghetti again
Got a 6 craving, stop, get Ciroc
It's to be an unbelievable night
I called it surreal, Sir tape in
Hit the spot, spot my next
I'm picky like I a spot shavin'
Came to sip vodka,
Yeah, that little is hot but if she got rabies
I wouldn't the bitch a shot, I'd poke her in the rear
But I bet if I licked her, try to chase me (Ha-ha)
What are you, pit, rott,
Or you just got fixed, well, shit, then, let's
If not then, chicks, piss off, you little pig snot nose
You think hot shit cause you're in heat
Well, bitch, if solar, then I'm your polar opposite, dog
Cause I'm colder than sticks, poppin' shit
Talkin' it, it, spit boxin'
My sick thoughts are 'bout to lick shots, like this shit's
And drip-droppin' in chocolatey
So whether hip-hop, Slipknot, B.I.G., Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Ross, you'll dig this
If not then kick in flip flops
And I the track
So you don't have to ask who it is when this knocks (Turn up!)
So bring clairvoyance to this bangin and keep on saying
All the I should be hung for, and probably killed for saying
And I probably will, but not the day I pop a pill again
Like chopping I'm dropping, still if that don't
Do the job of killing Shady, then the karma
They saying I must bring it as
Until the Parkinson's done eat away my
And me Robin Williams crazy
Or I end up with dementia, but you with a sadist
to say this, but if the thought is entertaining
I ain't stopping be sprayed it
Oh my god, for real man, not again I'm
But before I tie a around this nob
If they like it, got a knob that they can slob on until
I just forgot what I was thinking
What's it called again? I'm
The thing above the balls between my and I think
I can feel it dangling, it's throbbing and it's
Wait I I got it, okay bitch I got you, Robin Williams hanging
Go in the lobby unless you came to slob me
Come on
It's past time, your favorite hobby
Cause if the way that I spit shit remains on my
she grab me by the nuts and tried to take my sausage as a hostage
Ain't it obvious? Pretty much a no brainer, or I say Cobainer?
That she's plain to my dick like Lorena Bobbit
Got a wean her off it, weiner off it like she my fucking penis
chopped it, and stuck it up her armpits
And she to swing a crumpet knife and paint the carpet
at least that's her train of thought is
I came, saw, conquered, hit it
quit it, and made up a of bonkers
And I always end up giving these some complex
And I don't mean
So spread your apart
And let me see you do some stretches, splits
Now grab Cuisinart
And me breakfast, bitch, that's a prerequisite
And just to get in this bedroom, bitch
up to that Ke$ha chick (what up?)
Said my name is Booger, catch a flick?
I'll even let you pick, make her a stick
Bet you if you get this old dog new tricks
To get familiar I'll learn extra quick
a pregnant bitch, oops, I guess the shit
Took an unexpected twist like the neck of the freaking
Bitch, I said this mask ain't for hockey
Versace, Versace, I got Münchhausen by proxy
I'm making you sick, don't pretend you can't me
You deaf, girl, I you was foxy
I'll a bitch like Bizarre
Bitch, shut the up and get in my car
And suck my fucking while I take a shit
And I think with my so come blow my mind
And it tastes like pie
So my pride, you're lucky just to follow my ride
If I let you run alongside the
Unless you're Nicki, you by the wrist, let's ski
So what's it be? Put that shit away Iggy
You gon' blow rape whistle on me
(Squee!) I it
'Fore I get lost with the off
Like this is our exit, now lets hit the and try not to get lost
'Till we get to Las

(Party, do it tomorrow)

'Till we get to Las
(Party, do it tomorrow)

'Till we get to Las
(Party, do it tomorrow)

'Till we get to Las
(Party, do it tomorrow)

Whatever happens here, stays
So let's go all the way
Til we get to Las

Whatever happens in my room, it stays in my room like movie like cable
Treat women in my stable like flavors
Looking like she kryptonite and I get after like 7 days
In 7 in the days and it's our Vegas
We circles and packs, we the lifesavers
She got a boyfriend, I got a toy
I'll bring her with me when I show up to her waving
And I ain't tryna be the neighbor
I'm so Jay Electronic, I'm cut I'm all out of razors
And all I got is a gun with a bayonet on it
Next ho froze and it look like I in to a jewelry store
a about a million dollars with your mama
And sat did an ALS challenge, huh
I stole adlib from French, Bad & Evil back at it again
About to get my tatted again
About to get a pic of a with an axe in his hand
on a bike in the sand
If you ain't been nothing
Then shouldn't mean nothing to you like likes on the Gram
If she current I keep her purring like the pipes on a lamp
got her so chinky eyed
Look she been getting high on a flight to Japan
I my jewelry on while I'm fucking
Sound I'm shaking up dice in a can
Listen, though this ain't Christmas I you my ex miss
If this is my
I learn to give those who appreciate my presence
The of my absence
I know who you been listening to
Got me fucked up like Pookie in the chicken
Bitch, I don't a two shits
Bitch, get the out of my face
To make a long story short, I don't really stand there
And listen to you while you throw a silly
Even though I have an affinity for witty
Starting to feel like foulplay Billy Laimbeer
up, she misunderstood me
I said saint, por
Thought I said to wait, had doors
I knock a face off
Give him the bottom of the like a baseball scoreboard (whatever)
I the club with my tab still open
Won't even get a cab for you and your
The only fear I is of loathing
And I even kick in 'till we get to Las Vegas

(Party, do it tomorrow)

'Till we get to Las
(Party, do it tomorrow)

'Till we get to Las
(Party, do it tomorrow)

'Till we get to Las
(Party, do it tomorrow)

Whatever here, stays here
So let's go all the way
Til we get to Las