Luyện nghe bài hát Cut Her Off (Freestyle)

Starin' at me like the in distress
I go go diamonds and they on my neck
Flawless no enclosure we fuck with VVS
Fall off in the club in this cardiac
Her cardiac
Maliyah to my song
I'm a who make music I'm like Tego Calderon
Still I'm bout that gangsta' shit so please rub me wrong
I need to see you with no clothes when I get home
Slighty narcissistic bae so please read me wrong
Dickmatized her, dick amazing, now she blowing up my phone (won't me alone)
Bitch killer
Up in her cervix she screaming its murder, her in the pillow
Pulling her hair, while I nibble her ear, and I'm fucking her and we all in the mirror
Hold up, Oh
a ho at the hotel
Bungee jumping, my chirping, bout' to go and catch me a sale
(Bae don't leave) You trippin', you can stay here or come me
up at the gas station bought a box of Goodies and a digit
Need sixty dollars on pump four cause the gas tank like
Won't play the game like 2 Chainz, riding around but I'm gettin' it
Pull up at the trap, I'ma ya phone like "I'm over here come get it"
fucking with Brittany
Told her "I'm sorry" she say she me
in my conversation as if I'm a Judas she look at me different
Would we get in trouble for fucking each other cause I use to fuck with sister
I that your pussy get wet as river and possibly need some assistance
Oooooooohhh it ain't to fuck yo' bitch dog
Yo' dog
It ain't nothin' to fuck yo' dog x2
Nigga, you and yo' big dog
Retawdid' reading my aura, I'm too intelligent that why you
Know it's a don't know what to call it
My name is Kevin but she me Awesome
South by was performing in Austin
Ignored the BS and I ain't bout no
Can't see you niggas, my in the car
Don't make me spray bitch like Mad Marvin
(Bitch what you ain't hear me?) don't make me spray this bitch like Mad Marvin
Hold up, I I don't get tired!
Blessing in disguise, this for those no longer while we out here on our grind
May God be with your families while you up in the skies
out Roy riding nigga' diping through that nine
I'm loving on Lil I met her at a Second Line
Bread Winners Associates still I'm out my
booty bigger than a bitch I grip her from behind
Can we have a threesome I that she don't mind
Know it's than a sauna; stroke her for a long time
Bae' the bitch "get here"
she got off in the bitch ear
Got to feelin' on her, never been came out her clothes then we rip
We a power don't trip
We a couple that trick
Bread Winners Escort service we'll buy a new whip
Broke car break down can't afford to get the bitch fixed
Fake bags in a air mattress can't to get the shit fixed
Plug, I'm in the
Thought I was sleep you went in my picket
Bitch I ya' (Oh my God!)
make me spray this bitch like Mad Marvin!