Luyện nghe bài hát Everyday

[Featuring: Rick

Mill]
I got these niggas hating on me, but I give a fuck
Because they bitches waiting for me, Im counting all this money
And buying all these
So when these niggas play I let my go bananas
Diamonds flashing like a camera, my whip sound a monster
My bitch got on that shit, she got a dollar sponsor
These niggas getting sicker, somebody call the
all this blood dripping 20 racks I Louis Vuitton that
I got dolce & gabana, Gucci, Louie,
Fly as hell white boy, I got a lot of
and cabanas, where theyll prolly find us
sayonara to honor

Ross]
I spoil bitches, I am play them niggas
Wipe my ass with them like its some toilet tissues
Fuck the winter, mix in the winter
Feel the death of you millionaire, be that nigga
You niggas hating, my balling
Popping fans counting dollars, buying Magnum bottles
My bitch is patient, bitch is born
Fucked her that Friday night, we both wake up on morn

Mill]
Young nigga lot of cash, bad lot of ass
Lamborghini kinda fast, it got his
Made me them sticks out, AK with the
These is kinda nice, which means that they kinda act
I be on all kinds of shit, boy I get all kinds of
Monday Im wear Jayz, in my Prada bag
Wednesday I go Louis Vuitton, and say how been
I say doing hard, I go hard like 2
I hit the booth, no
Im superman, my is super fly
I make her head on wanna kill herself,
A nigga play me, he its do or die
Cause I got a big Mac, in that bitch we size
Rolling with our hundred group, boy I got a hundred
Bout to fuck a hundred hoes, all the bitches coming
Tell that Im coming now, tell them Ima come.
Bought my Chevy super hot, I named her summer

Ross]
I spoil bitches, I am play them niggas
Wipe my ass with them riches like its some toilet
with the winter, mix in the winter
Feel the of you millionaire, Meek be that nigga
You niggas hating, my niggas
Popping fans dollars, buying them Magnum bottles
My is patient, your bitch is born
Fucked her that Friday night, we wake up on Sunday morn

[Meek
We got it Rose, hose,
He said I was like ok
She said give me money, I was no way
She got mad and touched my phone and aint no work in no pay
Im be gone bitch, be gone bitch
I pop a turn on my
Them bitches aint on that, cause they on this
You put them on money and I put on dick

[Rick
I spoil bitches, I am play them niggas
my ass with them riches like its some toilet tissues
Fuck with the winter, mix in the
Feel the death of you millionaire, Meek be that
You niggas hating, my niggas
Popping fans counting dollars, buying them bottles
My bitch is patient, bitch is born
Fucked her that Friday night, we both up on Sunday morn