Luyện nghe bài hát Bitties in The Bk Lounge

Yo man let me make Cpt.Krunch
Man
Yo man we any milk?
Yeah, time is it?
I don't know, day is it?
Don't know, I'll tell you

Well, it was a
Me and Boss Hog was kinda
Like two eggs, and a slop slice of lettuce
And a glass of milk and cookies

in the mist was a BK logo
What we said, what do you know
This thought I was trying to play fly
'Cause I had a pair of jeans on

Young girl, won't you my order?
She said, "Yeah, but now I'm sorta busy
Don't you see I'm trying to put
Aid on my finger?"

Lingering, I can
She's a B-K
Ripped and bottom bell
And some Jelly stuff on her

Look to 'cause I had no name tag on my collar
Could be pissed 'cause she's 2.45 an hour
And then Boss Hog
"Girl you make this quick"

She said, "I ain't your
And I your chick"
I had an idea and split
Took my hat off and was it

Dread fallen all over me and then I said, "Yeah, now we'll see"
And O' quick velocity honey was mesmerized
"Ain't you guy?", "Ain't you that girl"
"De La Soul, right?", "No Chapman"

Why don't you over to the counter
And me out an autograph?"
Ha ha ha, I had to
She was quick with the Bic to get that autograph

But me and Hogg laughed, and laughed
"What's the name of song you sing?"
"Living in a fast car," I
Forget about the order I made, go get a slice of pizza instead

in the BK Lounge, all they do is beg and they scrounge
Bitties in the BK Lounge, the bitties in the BK
Bitties in the BK Lounge, all they do is beg and they
in the BK Lounge, the bitties in the BK Lounge

Excuse me, would you take my I have to go
Shashawna's got a real job, dag you know
Oh yeah, it's you, now I
The real bitty with the fake fake eyes
Yo, can I interest you in some and fries?

Yes you can, but you can keep your
'Cause you know you can't diss me but your me off
I know where you live and I know that soft
You're as booty as they come and you dress a geek

My shoes more than you make in two weeks
Look, you don't have to play fly in
I can your fly by the weave that you wear but you must be aware
That a fly can be swatted by a BK by the way yo, here's yours

I your just sweating me to kill the noise
Of your pants and their oh so high waters
Look at what you do all day but take
You bow tie wearing, and staring
I know your just upset because you get the rat/wrap
I think you Chubby for my man is slack

Yeah, I know man, the biggest punk in school
Selling devil rock to the and the fools!
With one hand that I could snap, the kid is so skinny
But we be fat

Speaking of fat, would you like a soda?
'Cause fat on you would spare us all the odor
Better yet pour it down the and let the acid kill
The smell that should have been left to
Let me make you a deal, take the soda and jet
I got to family to heed your threats

Are you a family
Well I be surprized
Your sister's burgers and your momma's frying fries
Don't even try that shit, oh look, what?

Here one more
your father he just finished mooping the floor
Now them a hand, its the BK clan
So you can't talk garbage who I am

Well, aren't we living
Speaking of foul how bout chicken for the cow?
Oops I meant you for the mix up
But stomachs always big from the sexual slip ups

I could buy you and you for pennies, young man
I there's something you should understand
I try to be nice and help the make money
And since I you need it, I'll go elsewhere dummy
Now B-K workers is too damn
I think I'll go get me Chinese food