Luyện nghe bài hát Remember You (Remix)

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

Old ass
Lightyears past the
Hit it, don't to pass
Nigga, we the new
after fame, I just had to laugh
Niggas after fame, I'm cash
You's a fan of a
I'm the man, a hater
And I only smoke
That's how you them Taylors
listen
Break it down, weed on the island of my kitchen
And not a comes out without permission
Look, I got on I was made for
Everything that I got I done for
All the shit that you see I done for
All the cars and the crib, that's paid for
I say more
Spend so much money on
Said fuck a store, my own
I hope that rolling one up while you're singing along
And I was rolling one while I was making this song
out some shots
You're taking too
Young and I'm
And plus all of my friends on Bombay and lemonade

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

I'm on some gin, you on gin
I'm slow, I'm driving fast
I hit the weed, you take the
We lose
Drop the top in 69
Not 1, not old Chevelle
say things like supposed to feel
Stacking all of paper, dawg
I like to call this 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 won't remember tomorrow