Luyện nghe bài hát I Took Her

Sweet pussy
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

street pussy
Gimme gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

I like the red bone feet, slim waist, cute face
Girl, if that's you put yo' info in my two way
Girl, you a star me and you can a movie
She said the diamonds on my look like kool aid

And when I'm gone she be missing me like school
Alright, I like a bitch, that a bitch
Fucking right, I'm rich and I getting hitched
I'm getting paid in full, call me money, mitch

Balling like Tony Gynn, I'm never lonely in that
And all the time a nigga thinks at a friends house
Okay, the phantom up and bought the bent out
It's Weezy bitch, I'm hot like all the vents out, ha, ha

street pussy
Gimme that
stuff, nigga
I her

Sweet pussy
that gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet street
that gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet street
that gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Tell 'em how it go, it go grove, 17 Carlton, Eagle Street
Running with my hood till my feet sore
Run up on them boys and you ain't no more
I am from the jungle, the jungle and the guns go pow, hah

Why your boyfriend acting secret service?
I'm a get you by and get my secret service
I'm on the urple and now the earth is bouncing
I've the highest mountain

And girl, that coupe is fountain blue
You see the green and yellow call it Mountain Dew
I got a crib in the sky city view
And i take a skinny bitch if her new, ha, ha, ha, now what it do

Sweet street
that gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

street pussy
Gimme gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet street
that gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

street pussy
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

Get 'em, shoes, Gucci buckle, Gucci belt, Gucci bucket
Sharper than the yellow number 2, I doesn't I do
And if you didn't know, now you that I am the fireman
And red truck suit and I treat money like glue

You know I gotta stick to paper, you I'm like a staple
why I got the Cash Money rich above my navel
Young money is the label, alright, money, bitches and
We multiplying money, at the time table, ha, ha

So at a nigaa when you see me on the grind
And bust that like we running out of time
And don't say a just act like a mime
might be yours but her pussy is mine, okay

Sweet street
Gimme gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

street pussy
Gimme that
stuff, nigga
I her

Sweet pussy
Gimme gushy
stuff, nigga
I her

Sweet pussy
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

Money, what's up?
Young Money, up?
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Weezy F.