Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches Brewing

I got these bitches
up my gold pots

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

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

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