Luyện nghe bài hát Black Barbies

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

That boy is a real pussy
All that fetty but he never met
the chrome 22 in his sneaker
El but he crazy like La Quica
Young always lookin' for a soulmate
But I shoulda listened to momma told me
Furry boots, shades Dita
Too high to a shit about PETA

Sativa so I'm not blinkin'
What in the was I thinkin'?
New day, new money to be
New things for to imitate
I'm a fukin' barbie
Pretty face, body
Pink in the 'Rari
fuck him like I'm sorry
Who the fuck is protect her?
If I gotta check her
piper picked a pepper
And my is triple decker

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

I see these silly flexin', it's a no zone
You gon' be in dem rivers like you know Joan
Island girl, Donald want me go home
Still pull up with my wrist like a snowcone
She said she got a hit record, I "Oooh shit!"
Picked up my phone cause I had to "Bullshit!"
These bitches havin' nightmares of my new
bitches pussy and they 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 don't get
Niggas love me so much they be sendin' me
And these clown niggas actin', I'mma '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 usually I don't do this, I'm Popeye, she's
Usually I'm a Christian but peace is Buddhist
All of my niggas draw but of them Cartoonists
I'm the baddest, usually I'm the cutest
Usually I'm the flyest, usually the stewardess
And we playin' ball but usually its some shooters
Are these bitches drunk? These ain't lucid
Go the queen your career will be elusive
Where your plaques? Where them Word 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
Young bull like an old geezer
release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get
Haters mad for reason
Smoke in the air, drinking
lose it when the DJ drops the needle