Luyện nghe bài hát Fingers Hurting

Hm, she live in Lauderdale and I'm closer to South Beach
I told her to come over, she said, "okay, don't asleep"
She say she can be my and keep my house clean
I say shut the fuck up, put this dick back in mouth please
I don't see wrong with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi in this bitch, I'm tighter a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn't my phone, I said I couldn't get service
My new Nina just told me she sick of being a virgin

Bagging up the work for an hour, fingers
Let my help, before they leave I check they purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the
Got me weight, prostitution, and these verses
Whippin' in the kitchen, in the trap house my shirt off
I'ma get these millions and I put that on my born
Got that old bumpin', talkin' bout the third ward
The D.A. Was a dick and the judge was a off
Got a bad bitch body curvy a curveball
Let her too much, now her pussy taste like Smirnoff
Sleepin' on chinchilla, boy, I'm cozy a fur ball
Fuck the other side nigga we could have a war
for the wait, had to drop this part two and shit
Just to let you know that a still doin' it
Workin' like a on my Roots part two shit
let 'em know that Lil Tunechi still Tunechi, bitch, bop bop bop
Fuck with me wrong, get the
Thank God I'm from the slammer, was gone for the hammer
Stompin' the yard like a
Niggas was goin' bananas, I'm calm like a
I'm smokin' that strong like a
I bet my life we gamble, y'all shippin' keys
We grand pianos
I'm in Lam Diablo, pew like ammo
I'm gone, two fingers up, bitch, I'm
Rich forever, Jones
I hustle, keepin' my destiny goin'
Like the of Deréon
This plane that I'm on is private, my own
So no checkin' my
She a picture naked, I said it's on

But she live in Fort Lauderdale and I'm closer to Beach
I her to come over, she said, "okay, don't fall asleep"
She say she can be my housewife and my house clean
I say shut the fuck up, put dick back in your mouth please
I don't see wrong with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi motherfucker, tighter a pinched nerve, bitch
I answer my phone, I said I couldn't get service
My new Nina just told me that she sick of a virgin

Now I get excited nigga, I just get exotic
I don't get invited to these bitches parties
I don't do even though a nigga got it
Countin' all money, I feel like I got arthritis
up the work for a hour, fingers hurtin'
Let my bitches help me, 'fore leave I check their purses
for the wait, the confusion, the disturbance
Got me movin' weight, prostitution and verses
Whippin in the in the trap house with my shirt off
I'm gon' get millions and I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', talkin' the third ward
The DA was a dick and the judge was a off
We yellin' suwoop, suwoop,
Yeah, you hear us yellin', suwoop, suwoop,

Blood gang,
And it's that Sorry 4 the 2, ooh
And I'm so for the wait too, yeah

Sorry for the wait, had to drop that part two and
Just to let you that a nigga still doin' it
Workin' like a slave, talking Roots part two and
for the wait, Lil Tunechi still Tunechi bitch, yeah