Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches Brewing

I got bitches brewin'
Fuckin' up my gold

1]
You my songs, I like your tits
But deep down, I don't like you bitch
You got a nice tongue and you wear a thong
But you dumb as fuck to right from wrong
(Left) on my bed, but Simon's red
Now says get the fuck out my life
Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this
And you be a stab for this knife
I'm seventeen, you're
You're a divorced and you can't suck dick
You dropped outta college, you can't pay
But I'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the boat
Where's my inhaler? I think I'm puke
Cause I believe I lost my virginity to you
Yeah, you was in it and I was in it too
But I guess I'm just make this fish stew because

2]
Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet
Crawls right the crack of your ass
Booty meets snack, back ass up
you come back up and lick my sack up
I'm Tyler the Creator, hang with thrashers and
I do like Darth Vader
But that's not stoppin' me eatin' your muffin
I you and your friends
Should with me to get your salad tossed
when I make this stew
In your pot addin' extra sauce because

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold
And there's wet pussy on my face that ass
And don't make vibrations