Luyện nghe bài hát No Hands

(Listen to this bitch!)

Girl the way you're
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 it to the floor
I the way yo booty go
All I want to do is sit back, and you move
And I'll to throw this cash

(Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, whoa, whoa)
All ass
In yo
Can Wale
And skeet
hair she don't care
When she walk she get
Brown or a yellow-bone
D.J. my favorite song
So I'ma make it
Bud, it Flocka yea
fuck it I don't care
Dresses flyin'
Got my partner Roscoe, bruh
I'm drunk as hell, you tell?
Booze help me hit them fifteen
I'm fuckin', well I'm tryna hit the
With two that swallow me
Take this while swallow
Pay Moscato got her
Aye you got me in a
Please take off yo
pop on her handstand
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 lose dem pants
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 to do is sit back, and watch you move
And proceed to throw this cash

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

Girl the way you're
Got me in a trance, DJ me up
dis yo jam (c'mon)
I'ma sip
And you lose dem pants
Then I'ma throw money while 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 you move
And proceed to throw this cash

(Roscoe Dash, go)
R-O-S-C-O-E-Mr. put it on me (please)
I be ham
upgrade from baloney (please)
Them niggas good
but I can make it flood (I can)
Cause I around
pockets bigger that are than my bus (whoa)
Rain, rain go
That's what all my say
My pockets stuck on
My rain evaporates
No need to
Most studies just
But, get money nigga
stuntin' nigga
Ducks might get a chance me, bitch I'm ballin'
Like I'm comin' off of throws
the head of the game
No codes Lambo, Roscoe
No street code and your booty got me lost like
Go, go, go and do yo dance
And, I'ma throw this
While you do it wit' no (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 lose dem
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 to do is sit back, and watch you move
And proceed to throw this cash