Luyện nghe bài hát No Hands

(Listen to track bitch!)

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 it to the floor
I love the way yo go
All I to do is sit back, and watch you move
And I'll proceed to 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 skin or a
D.J. my favorite song
So make it thunderstorm
Bud, it Flocka yea
Blowin' it I don't care
flyin' everywhere
Got my Roscoe, like bruh
I'm drunk as hell, you tell?
Booze help me hit them fifteen
I'm fuckin', I'm tryna hit the hotel
With two girls that me
Take this while swallow
Pay Moscato got her
Aye you got me in a
Please off yo pants
pop on her handstand
You got me
pass me a fan damn!

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 this money while you do it with no hands
drop it to the floor
I love the way yo go
All I to do is sit back, and watch you move
And I'll proceed to throw cash

(Aye, aye, Wale, uh)
She look ma' no hands
She said look ma' no
And no darling I don't
And, I'm Roscoe, I'm with Waka
I think I a chance
I'm a bad
Gon' ask mothafuckas
A handsome mothafucka'
I sling wood I just nun chuck 'em
And, who you wit' and, yo name?
And, you not boo, I'm Wale
And, D.C. shit I rep all day
And, my red 'cause of all that 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 ain't mine
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 Roscoe thing
But, I'm almost done, let me get to it
Whole lotta loud, and a backwood
Whole lotta money, big tip I
I put her on the train, engine 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 this money 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

(Roscoe Dash, go)
R-O-S-C-O-E-Mr. put it on me (please)
I be ham
Shawty from baloney (please)
Them tippin' good
Girl but I can it flood (I can)
Cause I walk
With pockets bigger that are my bus (whoa)
Rain, go away
what all my haters say
My pockets on overload
My rain never
No need to
Most studies just
But, I'ma get nigga
Everyday nigga
Ducks might get a chance after me, bitch I'm
I'm comin' off of free throws
Cause the of the game
No cheat codes Lambo,
No street and your booty got me lost like Nemo
Go, go, go g-gon' and do yo
And, I'ma throw money
While you do it wit' no (Go on!)

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
Then I'ma throw this money you do it with no hands
drop it to the floor
I the way yo booty go
All I to do is sit back, and watch you move
And I'll proceed to this cash