Luyện nghe bài hát Stick to the Models

Ayy, bro, is Jambo?
ATL Jacob, ATL
Yeah,
Went the clouds, ain't I never, never comin' down
Never down, oh
Yeah yeah,

Told my bitch to find us a bitch we can fuck on tomorrow
my wrist up,
fuckin' a brick up, yeah, go'n and hop on a
I go to sprintin', I go to take off for cash, yeah, I'm not a
I went to Neptune, I to Mars, yeah, streets get hotter than lava
I'm in that mode,
everything on go, I got a deal my goggles
Suicide doors, oh, reachin' my goals, thankin' my father
I'm on my grind, ain't no down, I done put up the bottle
I'm on that pretty boy shit, yeah, I'ma stick to the models

just stick to the models and hit it
I'ma just stick to the and get it
I can't up short, I'm goin' to get it
I can afford to keep all my
I got her laid up, she bad and
I got my weight up, I'm my city
I got vicarious, my ears, blurry
Put up, no worries, she know she
I keep it real, talkin' absurd
I lost the feelin' of on syrup
Put up M's, my Federal Reserve
Tell you the truth, I got caught in the
Tell you the truth, I come up from the
She play with no panties, a lil' bitty
I hit it on and I made it squirt
A really nigga, and I'm goin' berserk

Told my to find us a bitch we can fuck on together tomorrow
my wrist up,
fuckin' a up, yeah, go'n and hop on a charter
I go to sprintin', I go to off for cash, yeah, I'm not a jogger
I went to Neptune, I went to Mars, yeah, streets get than lava
I'm in that mode,
everything on go, I got a with my goggles
Suicide doors, oh, my goals, thankin' my heavenly father
I'm on my grind, ain't no down, I done put up the bottle
I'm on that pretty boy shit, yeah, I'ma just stick to the

I got two blonde snow
me pics to the 'Gram
I got some bitches, they up
They wanna fuck me 'cause who I am
I fucked gold digging bitches
I never will her or trust her, but pay her
Lookin' out for her, but ain't takin' of her
She know it ain't no way in
I keep it real with you, it real with me
all we can do
Know how to deal with you, know how to deal me
get wet as a pool
We call it fair
When it come down to my and swappin' the hoes
I send my main thang to get main thang
We gon' that ho on the low

Told my bitch to find us a bitch we can fuck on together
my wrist up,
fuckin' a up, yeah, go'n and hop on a charter
I go to sprintin', I go to take off for cash, yeah, I'm not a
I went to Neptune, I went to Mars, yeah, streets get hotter lava
'Cause I'm in mode,
everything on go, I got a deal with my
Suicide doors, oh, reachin' my goals, thankin' my heavenly
I'm on my grind, ain't no down, I done put up the bottle
I'm on that pretty boy shit, yeah, I'ma stick to the models

I it real, ain't talkin' absurd
I lost the feelin' of drankin' on
Put up M's, my Federal Reserve
Tell you the truth, I got caught in the
Two blonde snow
Sendin' me pics to the
Deal you
Who know how to with you, know how to deal with me
Shawty get wet as a
Who how to
with you