Luyện nghe bài hát Everyday

[Featuring: Rick

Mill]
I got these niggas hating on me, but I give a fuck
Because bitches waiting for me, Im just counting all this money
And buying all these
So when these play I let my shooters go bananas
Diamonds flashing like a camera, my whip like a monster
My bitch got on shit, she got a million dollar sponsor
These getting sicker, somebody call the doctor
Cause all this dripping 20 racks I Louis Vuitton that
I got dolce & gabana, Gucci, Louie,
Fly as hell socks boy, I got a lot of
and cabanas, thats theyll prolly find us
sayonara to honor

Ross]
I them bitches, I am play them niggas
Wipe my ass them riches like its some toilet tissues
with the winter, mix in the winter
Feel the death of you millionaire, be that nigga
You niggas hating, my niggas
Popping fans counting dollars, buying Magnum bottles
My bitch is patient, bitch is born
Fucked her that night, we both wake up on Sunday morn

Mill]
Young lot of cash, bad bitch lot of ass
kinda fast, it got his head
Made me them sticks out, AK with the
These is kinda nice, which means that they kinda act
I be on all of shit, boy I get all kinds of cash
Im wear Jayz, Tuesday in my Prada bag
Wednesday I go Louis Vuitton, and say how youve
I say hard, I go hard like 2 LeBrons
I hit the booth, no
Im superman, my bitch is fly
I her head on wanna kill herself, suicide
A nigga me, he know its do or die
Cause I got a big Mac, in bitch we super size
Rolling with our hundred group, boy I got a hundred
Bout to fuck a hundred hoes, all the coming soon
Tell them that Im coming now, them Ima come.
my Chevy super hot, I named her summer juice

[Rick
I spoil them bitches, I am play niggas
Wipe my ass with them riches like its toilet tissues
with the winter, mix in the winter
Feel the death of you millionaire, be that nigga
You hating, my niggas balling
Popping fans counting dollars, buying them Magnum
My bitch is patient, your is born
her that Friday night, we both wake up on Sunday morn

[Meek
We got it Rose, hose,
He that I was like ok
She said me money, I was like no way
She got mad and my phone and aint no work giving in no pay
Im like be gone bitch, be gone
I pop a turn on my
Them bitches aint on that, nigga cause on this
You put them on and I put them on dick

[Rick
I them bitches, I am play them niggas
Wipe my ass with them like its some toilet tissues
with the winter, mix in the winter
Feel the of you millionaire, Meek be that nigga
You hating, my niggas balling
Popping fans counting dollars, buying Magnum bottles
My bitch is patient, your bitch is
Fucked her that Friday night, we wake up on Sunday morn