Luyện nghe bài hát Magnificent

My birth certificate say I'm soo
Skoob done tinted cause them dykes they so
Head bigger my bitch say she magnificent
Hundred percent I out when I bought my Bentleys
I've been since I came up out the porch
She want me to pull the string and see if I'm so
Not a toy, baby girl, I got a boy

1]
I am magnificent I could get and my niggas real like a hand
I told little bitch that she not gon win and I told her to go hit it in
Choppers gon' chop and I swear to God I am a slime I'm gon' shoot at spin
on watches got timing on timing I just might bring flav flavor in
Cop me a big ol' lil' body lil' bitch and you it's the business
Suck on my dick baby suck on my 'til you got a big chin
Soon as I fuck on your hoe boy you know I'm gon' make her bend
Cookies I roll it I roll it got scale but I don't got baits
little bitches know that I'm the future plus I'm holdin' weight
I up, hop out the 'Rarri now they tailgating
I might my hands down and let my jewelry wave

Bling, bling, bling I iced out my
If you ain't sayin' that nice my nigga what the fuck you
I live it up it's not the
I my bitch brown like sugar cane

2]
Eat that pussy 'til I up
I got water out in
Mama know I can't cuff her
Fuck cleaning I'm a
My diamonds black a muffler
My bitch a nat and I her
Fuck nigga your pie a
He got rhymes no Busta
I'm like nigga bitch I'm too fly for this
Got a lot of niggas on the that'll do or die for this shit
Got a lot of bitches out in Folies come around on my clique
Nutted on the bitch she told her old man it was spit
Baby little girl you know YSL is the realest get
Bitch I'm on fire I fire the best fire a Bic
I to know where it's at and I swear to God I'mma go get it
Turnt up my birds in my now I'm 'bout fly as a pigeon
Hop in my coup and the ceiling
My bitch she rich and black Oprah Winfrey
5-4-3-2-1 go both her pimps
I like white meat pass me a little sugar
two on my hip, whoa
No but I'mm let it rip
Or you throw it off of the ship

Bling, bling, I iced out my team
If you ain't sayin' that nice my what the fuck you mean
I live it up not the same
I like my bitch like sugar cane

Monica, I like you and I your persona
Come with me I buy you hair by the
We go back and just like a runner
Lay beside you keep you warm like your
I don't to keep discussing none of these lil' numbers
I just want to feed you this like a mamba.