Luyện nghe bài hát Remember You

She's to earn some bragging rights
I'm 'bout to give it up like I've been holding back all
Girl, take pride in what you do
Even if that means a new man every night of you
Baby, I mind
You can tell by how I
Cause my clique and my cup cold
My tongue slurred cause I'm so
And I'm wiping from my last show
And TG and I'm XO
I'm here for one night
And I'mma be your
it in my ears, so I can hear what you're saying to me
I got cups full of that
Smoke anything that's to me
worry 'bout my boys
I won't need it for what I'm to do to you
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get to you
I'mma to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my
Make me remember you you remember me
Bad bitch, girl I I might get used to you
I'mma have to your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to my memory
Make me remember you you remember me

Old ass
Lightyears the class
Hit it, don't have to
Nigga, we the new
Niggas fame, I just had to laugh
Niggas after fame, I'm after
a fan of a player
I'm the man, a hater
And I only papers
how you tell them Taylors
Nigga
Break it down, rolling weed on the of my kitchen
And not a comes out without permission
Look, I got on I was made for
that I got I done came for
All the shit that you see I done for
All the and the crib, yeah that's paid for
I say more
Spend so much on clothes
Said fuck a store, my own
I that you're rolling one up while you're singing along
And know I was rolling one while I was this song
out some shots
You're taking too
Young and I'm
And all of my friends on that Bombay and lemonade

to you
Bad bitch, girl I I might get used to you
have to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to my memory
me remember you like you remember me
Bad bitch, girl I think I get used to you
I'mma have to take number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to my memory
Make me you like you remember me

I'm on some gin, you on gin
I'm moving slow, I'm driving
I hit the weed, you the wheel
We lose
the top in that 69
Not 1, not old Chevelle
Can't say things like to feel
all of this paper, dawg
I to call this shit old news
It means haters our old moves
champagne cause we made it
Pack in the Phantom, we
All of this shit that I did I probably remember tomorrow