Luyện nghe bài hát Lotta That

Talking 'bout whiskey
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout skinny
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout groupie
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking lucid trips
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
I got a lot of hoes, all up on my
I got a lot of o's, all up on my
And yeah loud ass tree
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Bad chicks you wanna with me?
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)

Yeah I get a lot of checks and I have a lot of sex
And know I got up next
Yeah she knows she got the
I got her wet she got
I nutted all her chest
I don't gotta flex, I never do respond to texts
And now she and got obsessed
Y'all are the hottest mess
simple you are not complex
I'm sorry I am not
on my bullshit again
I am having way too fun
I'm in a section with 7 Kate Mosses me
I swear I only touch one
no rum
I gave her something to rub on her gum and her face just went
Still going dumb cause I know I'm from
Bruh, bruh I speak that Bay tongue

'bout whiskey bottles
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout skinny
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout chicks
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
lotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout lucid
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
I got a lot of hoes, all up on my
I got a lot of o's, all up on my
And yeah loud ass tree
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Bad chicks you wanna smoke me?
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
Gotta lotta lotta that)

Alcohol and weed, really you need
Best believe we got a lotta
Studio with purp
I just put in hella work now at where it got us at
Heard you got new shit coming
Friends are all "shoot me something
Homie you dropping that?"
Maybe I could be the
Rapper in the business, wait, I never thought of that
Just a look at the scores, I put numbers up on the boards
I'm in a with models
And you're at the bar get at a cluster of fours
When bottle pours I just keep drinking it straight
And get faded and pass out on
Homies like "Bro, that's my girl, the fuck are you doing?"
Oops, know that was yours!

Talking 'bout whiskey
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking skinny models
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout chicks
(Gotta lotta lotta that
lotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout lucid
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
I got a lot of hoes, all up on my
I got a lot of o's, all up on my
And that loud ass tree
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Bad you wanna smoke with me?
(Gotta lotta lotta that
lotta lotta lotta that)

Ah, I shitted on you
Probably licking your honey like Winnie the
Knock you on the ground then I'm my boot
He get beat like Timbalands as Magoo
These Louboutins, but there's red on my shoe
'Cause I let Ruger fly like a pelican do
This rapper shit light, I'm telling you,
When I niggas drown on jell-o canoes
Better your algebra and your decimals too
'Cause you square motherfuckers can't mess my crew
Your bitch on my dick and her boo
They on the dick, I caress on the boobs
Now I just deciding on R.Kelly'll do
Just on that bitch, filled her belly with juice
Minute Maid from my testicle, boo
That's what a nigga get when you testing my (boo)

Talking whiskey bottles
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
'bout skinny models
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
'bout groupie chicks
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking lucid trips
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)

Man, I gotta bitches
All up on my head Danny
"Can I you off" is all I'm really used to hearing
me Mr. Greedy cause I'm not the type for sharing
And I'm seeing doubles so my bitches come in pairs
tryna fuck with me
All my white sniffing Britney
never used to notice now they digging me
Reverse Gerald's name I get 'em Eazy-G
boy talking out of turn
My brothers leave you in an urn
Yeah, had a lotta sex
And yeah, I've cut a lot of
I'm counting so much paper until my fuckin' fingers
Swear I deaded off the beat somebody a hearse
at my at my manager it's 10K for a verse
That's why I'm filling all these empty duffle bags for
(Don't come my presence with your mother's empty purse)

'bout whiskey bottles
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
Talking 'bout models
(Gotta lotta lotta lotta
Gotta lotta lotta that)
'bout groupie chicks
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)
'bout lucid trips
(Gotta lotta lotta that
Gotta lotta lotta that)