Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches Brewing

I got these bitches
Fuckin' up my pots

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

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

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