Luyện nghe bài hát Black Barbies

Mike Will It Nigga
Sremm
Black Barbies in the
Fat ass and titties
Get dummies for they
You sent flowers but I wish I didn't 'em
All your lies I wish I believe 'em

boy is a real pussy pleaser
All fetty but he never met Masika
Tuck the 22 in his sneaker
El Chapo but he crazy La Quica
Young girls lookin' for a soulmate
But I shoulda to what momma told me
Furry moon boots, shades
Too high to give a shit about

Sativa so strong I'm not
What in the world was I
New day, new money to be
New things for them to
I'm a fukin' black
Pretty face, body
Pink seats in the
fuck him like I'm sorry
Who the fuck is protect her?
If I really gotta her
Peter piper a pepper
And my cake is decker

No Flex Zone, No Zone
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no) No Zone

I see these nigga's flexin', it's a no zone
You gon' be floatin' in dem rivers you know Joan
Island girl, Donald Trump want me go
Still pull up with my wrist lookin' like a
She she got a hit record, I said "Oooh shit!"
up my phone cause I had to call "Bullshit!"
These bitches nightmares of my new shit
These bitches pussy and they don't ever do
Hahaha, get it? it-...hahahahahahaha
Half a mili on the Maybach Pullman, it
Now I'm prayin' all my don't get deported
love me so much they be sendin' me gifts
And these clown niggas actin', I'mma 'em some skits
Bitches can't rap for shit, I'mma 'em some tips
All these is my sons, should be suckin' my tits

(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no)

Now usually I don't do this, I'm Popeye, Brutus
Usually I'm a Christian but this peace is
All of my niggas but none of them Cartoonists
Usually I'm the baddest, usually I'm the
I'm the flyest, usually you're the stewardess
And we ain't playin' but usually its some shooters
Are these bitches drunk? These bitches lucid
Go against the queen career will be elusive
Where your plaques? Where them Word to NASDAQ
ass-back, they was never in my tax-brack
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no)

That girl is a real crowd
Small world, all her know of me
Young bull living like an old
Quick release the cash, it fall slowly
Frat girls tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever
Smoke in the air, drinking
They lose it when the DJ drops the