Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches Brewing

I got these bitches
Fuckin' up my pots

1]
You like my songs, I like your
But deep down, I don't really like you
You got a nice tongue and you wear a nice
But bitch you dumb as fuck to right wrong
(Left) You're on my bed, but red
Now Simon get the fuck out my life
Cause you're not my wife, you're a stand for this night
And you be a stab for this knife
I'm seventeen, you're
a divorced slut and you can't suck dick
You outta college, you can't pay shit
But I'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same
Where's my inhaler? I think I'm puke
Cause I can't believe I my virginity to you
Yeah, you was in it and I was in it too
But I guess I'm just gonna make this fish because

2]
Bitch shake your ass, it until the wet sweat
right down the crack of your ass
Booty meets snack, back ass up
Until you come back up and lick my up
I'm Tyler the Creator, hang with thrashers and
I do sound like Vader
But that's not stoppin' me from eatin' muffin
I think you and your
Should with me to get your salad tossed
Cause when I make this
In your pot addin' extra sauce because

I got these brewin' inside of my gold pots
And there's wet on my face shake that ass
And don't make vibrations