Luyện nghe bài hát friday

I don't it, tell me how could you be so low?
(And all in thrilling, new, sound)
babe (Dammit babe)

Blood than water, right
Fuck bitches, all alike
up nigga, not the falling type
Heart blacker the Harlem Nights til I met you,
They say the devil wear Prada but I doubt it cause the Lord did you
Damn at that body
Short bus shorty, cause you sure is special to the rescue,
save a ho
Hoes like to their behavior though
Thought you was a ass bitch
I found that shit a couple days ago, I was home alone
Next thing I know that long ass verse a song called "Control" was on
The room got nearer, the got clearer
That's when I seen the shit on your phone
Girl, what is a ringtone?
Shit, not you too
Man the hype got you too
Everybody and momma gassed
my momma asked what I'mma do
Decisions,
In case is war, then I load up on all ammunition
If a nigga want problems, my trigger's on
I'll make sure nobody miss him
Now pack up shit, you don't believe in me
I need you, I got me, bitch
Same moved to NYC, bitch
Got a record and a college degree, bitch
Two gold plaques, I all the tracks
And I never ever ever on Jay-Z, bitch
And after all achievement
Real nigga never even and got his teeth fixed
Now you try to play me,
You try to fuckin' play me? I ought to your ass out

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging after the and after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the
And babe (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

All hail Pretty Flacko, bitch, it
Had the on lock, streets serenaded
Now you lame mothafuckas lookin'
Bet you wish you never hated, that's the devil ain't it
Fuck that shit, he rich, fuck that shit, he this, fuck that shit, he
He black, he don't like blacks, that shit, he wack
that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, fuck that bitch
Fuck bitch he with, finished talking shit
Get up off my
The narcissists synonymous with from the blogs about
Menages with the and the bosses, fuck surprises
I'm and not to mention, in my closet
Is a model chick, gothic fits, trapped inside of it
it I'd deny the shit, shit y'all should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not kinda sick, the doc prescribed my shit
Cock it, click-click, opposite, stop and droppin'
'fore poppin' shit, from popular to picks to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, for compliments
Make it rain, she pop shit, it boosts her confidence (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this shit but spit I forgot some shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you, my common sense (TKO)

I understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging after the and after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the
And dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit babe (Dammit babe) JT this deja vu right?

All this album of the talk, niggas claiming they're the best out
I been hot since the Purple Tape and this cuban's my chest out
They keep calling on King Push, this beach chair, I'm out
My name is my name, bitch, until I'm and it's etched out
I known to blow a quarter brick on baby hairs and a messy bun
If I her mine, made her mind, she fall in line and we got somethin'
Memoirs of a millionaire, even I'm a reallionaire
Alaïa skirt, Fendi work, dress my baby like
Fuck you know about the Tiger of Rollie, fuck you know about bands
Bezel on it like a circle, diamonds in it, holdin' hands
A1 since day 1, I sold and my name rung
I sold dope I came from and it's so dope what I made from it
No lie, know why? Guy in my bowtie
JT up in the 3 piece and we baby like showtime
She ain't know, we ain't know, try to her but she ain't slow
Once she trap you the DA flow, it's lights out, TKO, la!