Luyện nghe bài hát Texas Love

I got hoes than Kanye West clothes
These bitches swallowin' and jumpin' a fuckin' toad
kiss your body it's a lot but hate me thats
Bae don't bout em I got 'em woah
with Prada, need no stylists I dress clothes
Dressing stylish and Pat
I'mma let you ride it I bite it
Aye can we lay up, can we lay up
Black nigga at the court counter there a mink coat
Got a fat ass and D cups on
Call her at Popeyes, we can up later on
Nigga out the spot now we can't link later on
I just want to flirt with you, to flirt with you ya
Took it straight a boy
Now I don't what to do with you ya
I don't what y'all think nigga just do you aye
I would teach you my dawg like I was Blues aye
I picked a 40 up on the back end
Got lil in the room running back in
I popped a molly now I'm going back in
No I don't do features
I don't like and I done had enough of these leakers yea

If love was a drug (You'd belong to me)
I said if Texas was a drug (You'd belong to me)
If Texas, Texas, Texas was a (You'd belong to me)
If Texas, Texas, Texas was a drug, drug, drug, drug,

Ah
the fuck out
I mean I wouldn't be able to keep a
You what I'm saying
How you digg

You can take a through the lime light
I can take a ride through the life
I can kick game the Pied Piper
YSL sniper
Hundred bands in the Bible
I got a hundred bodies and all idols
I first heard that all 'bout it
But these niggas even fightas
And niggas ain't even buyers
I heard they leasing everything they in
And all they passed out in the play pen
Made a million dollars I'm
They was popping collars I was
That's a foul nigga flagrant
Got on hella chains a slave bitch
And I'm at it never
gripping tan up the damn street
R.I.P. to Bankroll street
Niggas tan up the S40
The Maserati like the dog
When the come bring them bands up
I'm in LA the plaid out
Put the monkey lookin' sad out
Watch a rich issue cash out

If Texas was a drug (You'd belong to me)
I said if love was a drug (You'd belong to me)
If Texas, Texas, was a drug (You'd belong to me)
If Texas, Texas, Texas was a drug, drug, drug, drug,

I if Texas love was a drug
I would give it up
I do a hundred year 'bout it
Long as it get me
Long as it get me
I'mma the house down
If was a drug
If Texas showed the
I meant, they showed so if Texas was a drug
I'd never share
I want it all in my
I wan it all in my
I it all in my hair
I it all on my bae
I want it all in my
I want it all in the
I want on your thot
Your baby momma at the
You was tripping 'cause I had your baby at the spot
She was my hoe nigga