Luyện nghe bài hát Wallace

Hot lava, hot
Hot Lady Lucid, the city
What, up? Rottweiler?
I might take ya to it, get

Friar flyer, I'm the Nostra-dyme and I say, say I how do ya?
I all day and night, outta sight
I'm miss "so-high" so I wore eye wears and tie-dye
Alright, young blood, to know ya
Should I my name, if I think ya knew it already
What a design, what a time
Ay, Monsieur I'm so live and so

If what ya know
I say yo
Come and talk to me me up
When I reach that one do ya out, I suppose
I been hot in yep
Tel Aviv, Istanbul, Seoul London,
is Dusk to me believe it yep
When I beat drum boy, go
Wallace, I say yo come and to me
me up

He said it's me Miss banks, a.k.a. Nestlé
A.k.a. he, ever had sex he
got licked, but he never got swallowed
Bitch you know that in the sugar-pop lotto!
He was on her Twitter, but he got followed
chin-up with that win, I get the yen and pop bottles!
And um
Official with the hitter-hop, know
Ocie-beachie bathing that, that top model and um
He already know it does
I got hair for ya nigga, it deep in the fuzz!
I chat-cheek-cheeky chickle, sip a
Yes I jiggle I wiggle-shake it, shook up the bait
Best to get her mister, for ya one do
The jet-setter the pleasure and the wet pum-poom
The on her tickle when her breast undo
Ya lick the left one ya gotta lick the one too, nigga!

Yeah, I'm styling a starlet a
a diamond tiara, pour tea
One time for cherry, oh yeah
Yeah, I'm lilac and laurel a
You're a giant, I saw all teeth
Rottweiler, let's barter see

Bow-Wow yippee-yay
Poochie, you big dog, then for a taste!
Kitty in many cities, you for a lay
Claiming the big ticket pay what you say!
and Euro-izzy, The Yin for the Yang
Touring the Crazy Make Rottweiler gray
Bottles of Gold frizzy, frosty and chaste
Dead doggy-dog in the Grave

If that's what ya
I say yo
Come and talk to me me up
When I reach that one do ya out, I suppose
I been hot in yep
Tel Aviv, Istanbul, Seoul, London,
Dawn is dusk to me it yep
When I beat drum boy, go
Wallace, I say yo come and to me
me up

Hot lava, hot
Hot high Lucid, the city
Rottweiler,
I might it to you get ready
Hot lava, hot
Hot lady Lucid, the city
Rottweiler,