Luyện nghe bài hát Black Barbies

Mike Made It Nigga
Sremm
Black in the city
Fat ass and pretty
Get for they money
You sent flowers but I wish I didn't 'em
All lies I wish I didn't believe 'em

That boy is a pussy pleaser
All that fetty but he never met
the chrome 22 in his sneaker
El but he crazy like La Quica
Young always lookin' for a soulmate
But I shoulda listened to what told me
Furry moon boots, shades
Too to give a shit about PETA

Sativa so strong I'm not
What in the world was I
New day, new to be made
New things for to imitate
I'm a black barbie
face, perfect body
Pink in the 'Rari
Always him like I'm sorry
Who the fuck is gon' her?
If I really gotta her
Peter piper a pepper
And my cake is decker

No Flex Zone, No Zone
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no) No Zone

I see these silly nigga's flexin', a no zone
You gon' be in dem rivers like you know Joan
Island girl, Trump want me go home
Still pull up with my wrist lookin' like a
She said she got a hit record, I "Oooh shit!"
Picked up my phone I had to call "Bullshit!"
These bitches nightmares of my new shit
bitches pussy and they don't ever do shit
Hahaha, get it? it-...hahahahahahaha
Half a on the Maybach Pullman, bought it
Now I'm prayin' all my don't get deported
Niggas love me so much they be sendin' me
And these clown niggas actin', I'mma send 'em some
Bitches can't rap for shit, I'mma 'em some tips
All bitches is my sons, should be suckin' my tits

(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no)

Now I don't do this, I'm Popeye, she's Brutus
Usually I'm a Christian but peace is Buddhist
All of my draw but none of them Cartoonists
Usually I'm the baddest, usually I'm the
Usually I'm the flyest, you're the stewardess
And we ain't ball but usually its some shooters
Are these drunk? These bitches ain't lucid
Go the queen your career will be elusive
Where your plaques? Where them stocks? Word to
Bitches ass-back, was never in my tax-brack
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no)

That girl is a crowd pleaser
world, all her friends know of me
Young bull like an old geezer
release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get
Haters mad for reason
Smoke in the air, binge
They lose it when the DJ the needle