Luyện nghe bài hát Bowties

[Verse 1:

I'm in the black chevrolet no tags
Got doors on bitch like a school bus
Hop on in
Take you for a ride with a loaded
So that I might need a coat rag
Look you only need two puffs
That's crystal meth Catfish Billy smokin'
All around the I blow cash
That leather that's nubuck
You ain't really ballin'
You rollin' up on a new truck
I'm all about the Glock no jag
I got this on four's like two plus
Two and bitch is lubed up
MC's like a new slut
Yeah I'm outtie
Five go yo' pap' that his boy's said howdy
You want to make it rain but would I, I it
These hoes are bad weather, cloudy
I'm a these bitches dig these ditches and
Rocks up out chevy trunk before you dead and lost
Cause we off in that red Bugatti with bowties

(Oh, oh!) me and that chevrolet (Bowties)
(Oh, oh!) a motherfuckin' attitude (Bowties)
(Oh, oh!) you don't want to see that wave (Bowties)
(Oh!) Me and that box up clean and smooth (Bowties)

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All black Chevy I'm a it to the car show
Shouldn't drink and drive but I got some chronic at my
Blonde ho, me 'bout to fuck no time for convo'
Want it because I let her hit the and the blanco
Long stroke, I'm a swing the like a golf pro
Hit it from the back she look behind and saw my glow
I took a picture of her pussy for affective
So she got the steppin' like she love me the mind boat
Back inside my seat my speakers like a bongo
Bumpin' Box Chevy me and 'Wolf a perfect
Anyone want it with us can get it they beggin' for
Like Miley Cyrus when she let her tongue show, dumb though
Why you blaming us when you done broke
Rap's killing shit like Dillon did in Gunsmoke
I'm just up while you gettin' dried up like a ancho
Chilling but really still feelin' like I'm on my grind
So I'm creepin' like a rhino, coming off the
Northside and I got it, want to get a gram
Servin' out my like a burger want a drink, it's ten
Use a better pad now they it up and let me in
Leather interior until get another print
Of my shoes, hit the runway my Chevy then
Hit the gas till the we will never land
Ain't nobody fuckin' Slumerican put that on my Chevy

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Walk to the like fuck you
Give me that Mickey D Sized
Got a fresh pair of J's like two new heads
Shoelaces spud loose, bounce on it
table full of shake and they breakin' up an ounce on it
Tweakers on the hip gettin' as a brimstone
on the tip of a ball handle the symphone
Lean some of them lean on the wall and home
Steam out of a Chevy Enzo
I put the on it
a seat bitch put the couch on it
Take a sigh bitch I put the on it
a ride on the one I-89
You talkin' shit I might put the on it
It be another Yelawolf hate ground
Butter on the seats country crop
But I fuckin' ain't no country
Puts fear in the heart of a cop
Everytime that I get stopped
Boy those some nice wheels but you better turn the music
Cause it the big city
Ran off the law with but a ticket
a fuckin' hick with a stick and midget dealin' with midget and bowtie