Luyện nghe bài hát Remember You

She's about to earn some bragging
I'm 'bout to give it up I've been holding back all night
Girl, take in what you wanna do
if that means a new man every night inside of you
Baby, I mind
You can by how I roll
my clique hard and my cup cold
My slurred cause I'm so throwed
And I'm wiping sweat from my last
And TG and I'm XO
I'm only here for one
And I'mma be your
Sing it in my ears, so I can what you're saying to me
I got cups full of Rose
Smoke anything that's to me
Don't worry 'bout my
I won't it for what I'm about to do to you
Bad bitch, girl I I might get used to you
I'mma have to take your number I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my
Make me you like 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 earn my
Make me remember you like you me

Old ass
Lightyears past the
Hit it, have to pass
Nigga, we the new
Niggas after fame, I had to laugh
Niggas after fame, I'm after
a fan of a player
I'm the man, you's a
And I only papers
That's how you tell Taylors
Nigga
it down, rolling weed on the island of my kitchen
And not a thing comes out permission
Look, I got on I was made for
Everything that I got I came for
All the shit that you see I done for
All the cars and the crib, yeah that's for
Need I say
so much money on clothes
Said fuck a store, my own
I hope that you're rolling one up while singing along
And know I was rolling one I was making this song
Pour out shots
You're taking too
Young and I'm
And plus all of my friends on Bombay and lemonade

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

I'm on gin, you on some gin
I'm moving slow, I'm fast
I hit the weed, you the wheel
We control
the top in that 69
Not 1, not old Chevelle
Can't say like supposed to feel
all of this paper, dawg
I like to call this shit old
It means jocking our old moves
Popping cause we made it
in the Phantom, we faded
All of this shit that I did I won't remember tomorrow