Luyện nghe bài hát White Linen Coolin'

Fly nigga couldn't me nothing different homes
And I be til the fat woman sing a note
I'm find life's meaning up in this Patron
I'm taking to heaven and then I take em home
I'm waking up with something something fly shit
Wanna stunt shit, all new designer shit
Word, she said she me but she lying
I'm lying too! Told that bitch I love her for her mind
Well quite true, bust-a-move, head game lover boo
Bust pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool
I'm playing Cody, stogies, make the rhythm better
I'm looking good in everything, but she look in leather
Call me cocky I love it, baby father a
I'm longer than em I ain't no Rockin Republic
I shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line
This not a free throw, this as a lay-up line

If I got time, you got too
You with a boss, baby, so when I move you
Let's have some drinks, and how I do
And after that we do whatever we to
Girl I'm in charge, that means I'm
I'm on my own agenda, that means I'm
I'm large, that means I'm coolin
Dealin with a winner, mean I'm coolin

on em, the pen cold on em
Couldn't fuck with it with a nymphos on ya
Bitches tend to love a nigga with the money
I tell em "honey, I Cher, I'm so sunny"
And this is all
All-Star weekend seats by the coaches
Flying all frequent, reclining on
Half a millie on the road, y'all relyin on
I ain't married, but I'm tryna a keeper
If she cook and keep her vagina like a
And we fuck, I up and throw a little peace up
So peace out, I'mma get up with you in three months
Word, absence make the heart grow
With that said, I around like my old combs
And I be drinking all the brown straight, no
I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even
So let's have a toast, fine
This ain't a free throw, this as a lay-up line