Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches Brewing

I got bitches brewin'
Fuckin' up my gold

1]
You like my songs, I your tits
But deep down, I don't really you bitch
You got a nice tongue and you a nice thong
But bitch you dumb as to right from wrong
(Left) You're on my bed, but red
Now says get the fuck out my life
you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night
And you could be a stab for this
I'm seventeen, twenty-six
You're a divorced slut and you can't dick
You dropped outta college, you pay shit
But I'm as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat
Where's my inhaler? I think I'm puke
Cause I can't believe I my virginity to you
Yeah, you was in it and I was in it too
But I guess I'm just gonna make this fish because

2]
Bitch shake your ass, shake it the wet sweat
Crawls right down the of your ass
meets snack, back that ass up
Until you back up and lick my sack up
I'm Tyler the Creator, hang with and skaters
I do sound Darth Vader
But that's not stoppin' me from eatin' your
I think you and friends
come with me to get your salad tossed
Cause when I this stew
In your gold pot extra sauce because

I got these bitches brewin' of my gold pots
And there's wet on my face shake that ass
And don't vibrations stop