Luyện nghe bài hát Ocean

Got you rolling papers, got you papers
Got you rolling papers, got you papers
the bullshit
Got you rolling papers, got you (uh)

Can't do it average, you and savage
Makin' do backflips
my phone, you be on a jet
Roll my spliffs, send me pics every now and
When we met, I could admit, I was after sex
Taught you not to look for results, but trust the
Plus, you got paper, ain't no nonsense
Smoke from the bong intense, when she with you, she it
Faded but focused, I stay
Hit me up, the case closed, I leave the open
what's good, your chain say "Ocean"
Put you on to the things
Now when you see designer, you your composure
Send a text, say she over
I have to send a car, she get her own
'Cause she ain't been
No panties on, you needin' those Ron O'Neal, Curtis Mayfield
notes, hit the joint
Leave the

You don't
you do to me lately
I got so much for ya
Want you to
How much that I with you, oh
You know
What you do to me
Wanna one up for ya
you to come to the back of the club
Show love to a real one (uh)

Netflix and long spliffs
Hit it once, she what the difference is
My bottom bitch even trip
She see me with other
She drink, but for me, she'll take a sip
Do what you gotta do to pay rent
Only party lame niggas at they expense
I'm talking good weed, and shrimp
Niggas runnin' off of that they ain't invent
Tried to grab a just to hide the scent
You smell the kush all through the
Go the hallways looking innocent
I've a gangster and a gentleman
Talk to the boss and not no
Is you it or against it?
Please a decision
a pound a day, eliminate the competition
I'm nigga, been that nigga
Past and tenses
You good
I need a badder to complement you

You know
What you do to me
I got so much for ya
you to know
How much that I fuck you, oh
You don't
What you do to me
roll one up for ya
Want you to come to the back of the
some love to a real one

It's a thing, it's a gang thing
It's a thing, it's a gang thing
do me like that
I'm a too

Everywhere we go
We it by the 0
The K.K., the