Luyện nghe bài hát Fingers Hurting

Hm, she live in Fort and I'm closer to South Beach
I her to come over, she said, "okay, don't fall asleep"
She say she can be my housewife and keep my clean
I say shut the fuck up, put this dick back in your please
I don't see nothing with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi in this bitch, I'm tighter than a pinched nerve,
I didn't my phone, I said I couldn't get service
My new just told me that she sick of being a virgin

Bagging up the for an hour, fingers hurtin'
Let my bitches help, before they I check they purses
for the wait, the confusion, the disturbance
Got me movin' weight, prostitution, and these
Whippin' in the kitchen, in the house with my shirt off
I'ma get millions and I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', bout the third ward
The D.A. Was a dick and the was a jerk off
Got a bad bitch curvy like a curveball
Let her too much, now her pussy taste like Smirnoff
Sleepin' on chinchilla, boy, I'm cozy like a fur
Fuck the side nigga we could have a turf war
Sorry for the wait, had to this part two and shit
Just to let you know that a nigga still it
Workin' like a on my Roots part two shit
Gotta let 'em that Lil Tunechi still Tunechi, bitch, bop bop bop
with me wrong, get the hammer
Thank God I'm home from the slammer, was gone for the
Stompin' the like a gamma
was goin' bananas, I'm calm like a camel
I'm that strong like a camel
I bet my when we gamble, y'all shippin' keys
We shippin' grand
I'm in that Lam Diablo, pew like
I'm gone, two fingers up, bitch, I'm
Rich forever, Jones
I gotta hustle, keepin' my goin'
the House of Deréon
This that I'm on is private, my very own
So no my carry-ons
She sent a picture naked, I said on

But she in Fort Lauderdale and I'm closer to South Beach
I told her to come over, she said, "okay, fall asleep"
She say she can be my housewife and my house clean
I say shut the fuck up, put dick back in your mouth please
I don't see nothing wrong with mouth and lip service
Tunechi motherfucker, tighter a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn't answer my phone, I I couldn't get service
My new Nina just told me that she sick of being a

Now I don't get excited nigga, I just get
I don't get to these bitches pity parties
I don't do narcotic even though a got it
Countin' all this money, I like I got arthritis
up the work for a hour, fingers hurtin'
Let my help me, 'fore they leave I check their purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the
Got me movin' weight, and these verses
Whippin in the in the trap house with my shirt off
I'm gon' get these millions and I put on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', talkin' the third ward
The DA was a dick and the was a jerk off
We yellin' suwoop, suwoop,
Yeah, you hear us yellin', suwoop, suwoop,

gang, nigga
And it's Sorry 4 the Wait 2, ooh
And I'm so sorry for the wait too,

for the wait, had to drop that part two and shit
Just to let you know that a still doin' it
Workin' a slave, talking Roots part two and shit
Sorry for the wait, Lil still Tunechi bitch, yeah