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 dem pants
Then I'ma 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 to throw this cash

(Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, whoa, whoa)
All ass
In yo
Can Wale
And Roscoe
hair she don't care
When she she get stares
Brown or a yellow-bone
D.J. my favorite song
So I'ma it thunderstorm
Bud, it Flocka yea
fuck it I don't care
Dresses everywhere
Got my Roscoe, like bruh
I'm drunk as hell, can't you
Booze help me hit them steps
I'm fuckin', well I'm tryna hit the
With two that swallow me
Take this dick swallow
Pay got her freaky
Aye you got me in a
Please 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 dem pants
Then I'ma throw this while you do it with no hands
drop it to the floor
I love the way yo go
All I want to do is sit back, and you move
And I'll proceed to this cash

(Aye, aye, Wale, uh)
She look ma' no hands
She said look ma' no
And no I don't dance
And, I'm with Roscoe, I'm with
I think I deserve a
I'm a bad
Gon' ask some
A young handsome
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
on the beat, let me take my time
Nigga want we can take it outside
Fight for what broad, these ain't mine
Is you out yo mind, you out yo
I sweat no bitches, just sweat out
Where our tracks, let me do my
I got sixteen, for this Roscoe
But, I'm done, let me get back to it
Whole lotta loud, and a little
Whole money, big tip I would
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 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 proceed to throw cash

(Roscoe Dash, go)
R-O-S-C-O-E-Mr. put it on me (please)
I be ham
Shawty upgrade baloney (please)
Them niggas good
Girl but I can make it (I can)
I walk around
With bigger that are than my bus (whoa)
Rain, go away
That's all my haters say
My stuck on overload
My rain evaporates
No need to
studies just exaggerate
But, I'ma get nigga
Everyday stuntin'
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 code and booty got me lost like Nemo
Go, go, go and do yo dance
And, I'ma this money
While you do it no hands (Go on!)

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
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 want to do is sit back, and watch you
And I'll proceed to this cash