Luyện nghe bài hát No Hands

(Listen to this bitch!)

Girl the way movin'
Got me in a trance, DJ me up
dis yo jam (c'mon)
I'ma sip
And you 'gon dem pants
Then I'ma throw this money you do it with no hands
Girl it to the floor
I love the way yo go
All I want to do is sit back, and watch you
And I'll to throw this cash

(Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, whoa, whoa)
All ass
In yo
Can Wale
And Roscoe
Long hair she don't
she walk she get stares
Brown or a yellow-bone
D.J. this my favorite
So I'ma it thunderstorm
Bud, want it yea
Blowin' fuck it I don't
Dresses everywhere
Got my Roscoe, like bruh
I'm as hell, can't you tell?
Booze help me hit them steps
I'm fuckin', well I'm hit the hotel
With two that swallow me
this dick while swallow
Pay Moscato got her
Aye you got me in a
take off yo pants
Pussy pop on her
You got me
pass me a fan damn!

Girl the way movin'
Got me in a trance, DJ me up
dis yo jam (c'mon)
I'ma sip
And you 'gon lose dem
I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands
Girl drop it to the
I the way yo booty go
All I want to do is sit back, and you move
And I'll proceed to throw this

(Aye, aye, Wale, uh)
She said look ma' no
She said ma' no hands
And no darling I don't
And, I'm with Roscoe, I'm Waka
I think I a chance
I'm a bad
ask some mothafuckas
A young mothafucka'
I sling that wood I nun chuck 'em
And, who you and, what's yo name?
And, you not hear boo, I'm
And, that D.C. I rep all day
And, my eyes red 'cause of all haze
Don't blow my high, let me
Drumma' on the beat, let me take my
Nigga beef we can take it outside
Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't
Is you out yo mind, you out yo
I sweat no bitches, sweat out weaves
Where our tracks, let me do my
I got sixteen, for this Roscoe
But, I'm done, let me get back to it
Whole loud, and a little backwood
Whole lotta money, big tip I
I put her on the train, little could, bitch

the way you're movin'
Got me in a trance, DJ me up
dis yo jam (c'mon)
I'ma sip
And you 'gon lose dem
Then I'ma throw this while you do it with no hands
Girl drop it to the
I the way yo booty go
All I want to do is sit back, and you move
And I'll proceed to throw cash

(Roscoe Dash, go)
R-O-S-C-O-E-Mr. put it on me (please)
I be ham
Shawty from baloney (please)
Them niggas tippin'
but I can make it flood (I can)
Cause I around
With pockets bigger are than my bus (whoa)
Rain, go away
what all my haters say
My pockets on overload
My never evaporates
No to elaborate
Most just exaggerate
But, I'ma get nigga
Everyday nigga
Ducks get a chance after me, bitch I'm ballin'
Like I'm off of free throws
Cause the of the game
No codes Lambo, Roscoe
No code and your booty got me lost like Nemo
Go, go, go g-gon' and do yo
And, throw this money
you do it wit' no hands (Go on!)

Girl the way you're
Got me in a trance, DJ me up
dis yo jam (c'mon)
I'ma sip
And you 'gon dem pants
I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands
Girl drop it to the
I love the way yo go
All I want to do is sit back, and you move
And I'll to throw this cash