Luyện nghe bài hát The Motto (Remix)

[Verse 1: Meek
after bottle, model after model
Spending all paper like I fucking hit the lotto
All I is YOLO, nigga, that's the motto
Ricky me, "Get em," and I told him that I got 'em
And I got 'em every day, day
Bad bitch and she gon me every way, never stay
Once I hit it, I'm dipping that-a-way, that-a-way
Young nigga the bottom and I never had a way
I really from whipping 62's to whipping 62's
Ain't none of my niggas Crip, and we giving the blues
We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches
You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, you lose
Yeah, I'm
I pull up in a Ghost, hundred on my
And all my clear, they VVS'ing
I turn into a toilet on these niggas, they
Two fingers, did it on 'em
Hold up, I really on 'em
I dropped Dreamchaser and I a milli on 'em
It don't matter what city I'm in, I'm Philly in 'em
With my red P hat, you know we back
I'm going to Houston, I heard where they cheap at
I done put them down, think I'm 'bout to relapse
Just to her dope dick and ask her for some feedback
Like Shorty, do you love this
You who you fucking with?
Grab her by her weave, smack her ass like you bitch
I talk nasty, she dont know my government
But she gon get this dick and chew me up like some Double Mint
Check me I be out the coupe, swagger through the roof
Bad bitches waving at me, niggas salute
I aint gotta lie, they know Im the
And I aint gotta say Im fly, this G5 with the
Im in the air bitch, diamonds bitch
Took off my Rollie and got on some shit
I hear these haters talking, but I dont shit
Cause we get them bricks and stack up just like a pyramid

Yall niggas talk bitches do
niggas in the district giving interviews
I got killers on my team get at you
For a or two, really put an end to you

2: Wale]
(?)
Black (?), sag jean - low
Effortless flow, a couple a show
Youngin is 21, we (?)
Probably fuck up your budget, yea, Im playing with
Put shit on whatever, we running another summer
Liquor, lot of bottles, tab you I got it
Spend a night up at Diamonds, aint it you got it
shit, though Im modest, astonishing to be honest
Obama on my arm, a presidential, you got it?
Get your popping before you ever do talk on them
who work too hard to not show it off via flossing
Double M G harder anything that you part of
professional ball, the best you niggas is (?)
Yea Im on that ball shit, boy you with that shit
Fore he hit the room, a Vroom! from the Porsche bitch
On that Yamaha, pardon me, thats and them
She say she is not a groupie, I just speak to them!
You lying though, you to go
Apply and watch the motherfucking pride go
These little bitches is little bitches, we never em
To all the sisters with ambition, I see your
Im trying to go though, yall already know
on em, they slept on us, (?)
Whoever it, they better note that Im so focused
A message to my they better off trying to clone us
Keep her in Chanel while bitch is like an L
When she out, you (?), all she need is an L
why I never trust a ho, no never me
I just wanna get some head, maybe ass fore I
Fuck a beef, it moving, she easily influenced
You niggas keep sleeping, you gon to meet (Cuba?)
I cant no motherfucking Hoover
Ima keep the reefer, you can have the
Versace, Medusa, I probably, it
me, my crew, your bitch probably throw two up
Party with bitches that throw parties too
We right to fucking, they call you that (?)
And what up
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