Luyện nghe bài hát Magnificent

My certificate say I'm soo magnificent
Skoob done tinted cause dykes they so magnificent
Head bigger my bitch say she magnificent
Hundred percent I out when I bought my Bentleys
I've been grinding since I up out the porch
She want me to pull the string and see if I'm so
Not a toy, girl, I got a little boy

1]
I am magnificent I get chickens and my niggas real like a hand
I told that little bitch she not gon win and I told her to go hit it in
Choppers gon' chop and I swear to God I am a slime I'm gon' at your spin
on watches got timing on timing I just might bring flav flavor in
Cop me a big ol' lil' body lil' and you know it's the business
on my dick baby suck on my dick 'til you got a big chin
Soon as I fuck on your hoe boy you know I'm gon' her back bend
Cookies I roll it I roll it got fish but I don't got baits
These little bitches that I'm the future plus I'm holdin' weight
I up, hop out the 'Rarri now they tailgating
I might keep my hands and let my jewelry wave

Bling, bling, I iced out my team
If you ain't sayin' that nice my nigga what the fuck you
I live it up it's not the
I like my bitch brown sugar cane

2]
Eat that pussy 'til I up
I got water out in
Little Mama know I can't her
Fuck cleaning I'm a
My diamonds black like a
My bitch a nat and I her
Fuck nigga your pie a
He got lames rhymes no
I'm like nigga bitch I'm too fly for shit
Got a lot of niggas on the that'll do or die for this shit
Got a lot of bitches out in Folies come around on my clique
Nutted on the bitch she told her old man it was spit
Baby little you know YSL is the realest they get
Bitch I'm on fire I fire the fire like a Bic
I want to know where at and I swear to God I'mma go get it
Turnt up my birds in my now I'm 'bout fly as a pigeon
Hop in my coup and brrrp the
My bitch she rich and like Oprah Winfrey
5-4-3-2-1 there go both her
I like meat baby pass me a little sugar
two on my hip, whoa
No but I'mm let it rip
Or you could throw it off of the

Bling, bling, I iced out my team
If you ain't sayin' that nice my nigga what the you mean
I it up it's not the same
I my bitch brown like sugar cane

Monica, I you and I love your persona
Come me I buy you hair by the bundle
We go back and forth just like a
Lay you keep you warm like your mama
I don't want to keep none of these lil' numbers
I want to feed you this candy like a mamba.