Luyện nghe bài hát What The Fuck

This of ours
Got me driving sports 200 miles per hour
outside a 5-star hotel lobbies
Drunk leaving the bar legs all wobbly
Bitch choose 'fore you lose, get a at excitement
This how life get, when you pilot with the owners, the who set prices
Bringing that green sticky cactus to cypher
I pass it, don't even bother asking, this for my jet lifers
Never dyers, riders, front liners won't define her, jeans designer
My bitches get flights to London, ticket to Madonna I ain't even coming
I'm 2012 Rolex Regatta, St. Thomas buying diamonds for my
Put that on my momma, that's gonna look so on my momma
I put that on my momma, and so continues the saga
Another day another dollar, another club night, another 40 popped
bitches bought their own way we ain't even have to buy 'em
Andretti Jet Life Fly Mafia
Smell my I'm smelling like a big deal
Heavy profit, like don't trip homeboy I got it
Smelling like deep pockets, higher a helicopter
Spit that shit but I deliver it so proper
You couldn't see me with binoculars, homie gospel
Impossible to do it than me we dope colossal
Talking money out and I'm digging like I'm looking for fossils
Triple OG some niggas to childish, can't eat round me'
Bring them little boys to McDonalds they
the fuck

We pull V12 engines into private lots, by way of secret entrance
We in the building now, rooftop never been up huh?
You can't come through alone without somebody from my set to vouch for you
Take it all in love, you around grown men
The chosen know when the going get tough, the roll up and keep right the fuck going
Champagne pouring every morning, God kept us we made it
He ain't let them take us
He gave us another 24 hours to scour after paper
A where I lay up
Little in a Jet Life monogram towel applying makeup
For the day may take us
Skybox suite catered, Clippers versus
Los Angeles vacation, a work a little of that playing
I'm saying... what the