Luyện nghe bài hát Black Barbies

Mike Made It Nigga
Sremm
Black in the city
Fat ass and pretty
Get dummies for they
You flowers but I wish I didn't receive 'em
All your lies I wish I believe 'em

That boy is a real pleaser
All that fetty but he never met
Tuck the 22 in his sneaker
El Chapo but he crazy La Quica
Young girls always for a soulmate
But I shoulda listened to what told me
moon boots, shades Dita
Too high to give a shit PETA

Sativa so strong I'm not
in the world was I thinkin'?
New day, new to be made
New for them to imitate
I'm a fukin' black
Pretty face, perfect
Pink in the 'Rari
Always fuck him I'm sorry
Who the fuck is protect her?
If I really gotta her
Peter piper picked a
And my cake is triple

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

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

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

Now I don't do this, I'm Popeye, she's Brutus
I'm a Christian but this peace is Buddhist
All of my niggas draw but none of them
I'm the baddest, usually I'm the cutest
Usually I'm the flyest, usually the stewardess
And we ain't ball but usually its some shooters
Are these bitches drunk? These bitches ain't
Go against the queen career will be elusive
Where your plaques? Where them stocks? to NASDAQ
Bitches ass-back, they was in my tax-brack
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no)

That girl is a crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends of me
bull living like an old geezer
Quick the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still get even
Haters mad for whatever
Smoke in the air, binge
lose it when the DJ drops the needle