Luyện nghe bài hát No Hands

(Listen to this bitch!)

Girl the way 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 money while you do it with no hands
Girl drop it to the
I love the way yo go
All I want to do is sit back, and you move
And I'll proceed to throw this

(Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, whoa, whoa)
All ass
In yo
Can Wale
And Roscoe
Long hair she don't
When she walk she get
Brown skin or a
D.J. this my song
So I'ma it thunderstorm
Bud, want it yea
Blowin' it I don't care
Dresses everywhere
Got my partner Roscoe, like
I'm drunk as hell, can't you
Booze help me hit fifteen steps
I'm fuckin', well I'm tryna hit the
two girls that swallow me
Take this while 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 you're
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 money 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 proceed to throw cash

(Aye, aye, Wale, uh)
She said ma' no hands
She said ma' no hands
And no darling I dance
And, I'm with Roscoe, I'm with
I I deserve a chance
I'm a bad
Gon' ask some
A young mothafucka'
I sling that wood I just nun 'em
And, who you and, what's yo name?
And, you not boo, I'm Wale
And, D.C. shit I rep all day
And, my eyes red 'cause of all haze
Don't my high, let me shine
on the beat, let me take my time
Nigga want beef we can it outside
Fight for what broad, these ain't mine
Is you out yo mind, you out yo
I sweat no bitches, sweat out weaves
Where our tracks, let me do my
I got sixteen, for Roscoe thing
But, I'm almost done, let me get to it
lotta loud, and a little backwood
Whole money, big tip I would
I put her on the train, engine could, bitch

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
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 proceed to throw this cash

(Roscoe Dash, go)
R-O-S-C-O-E-Mr. put it on me (please)
I be ham
Shawty from baloney (please)
niggas tippin' good
Girl but I can make it (I can)
Cause I walk
With pockets bigger that are my bus (whoa)
Rain, rain go
That's all my haters say
My pockets stuck on
My never evaporates
No need to
Most just exaggerate
But, I'ma get money
stuntin' nigga
Ducks might get a chance after me, bitch I'm
Like I'm comin' off of free
Cause the of the game
No codes Lambo, Roscoe
No street and your booty got me lost like Nemo
Go, go, go and do yo dance
And, I'ma throw money
you do it wit' no hands (Go on!)

Girl the way you're
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 money while you do it with no
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 proceed to throw cash