Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Slang

Ain't like them country boys,

slang

Take you home, you some things

Pretty guy, ain't my type

I want a downtown boy you.

Touchdown in your city and feel them girls with me
I like waves when I put my hands on you
the way you shot it, you talk slow but I like it
You it up, baby, here's what I'm gonna do, do, do, do
Call you up, drop a deuce, you leaning

Hit the club, some ones for the hoes

It's my fault, I just love way you keep it
Man, and everybody

Ain't nothing like them boys, dirty slang
I wanna you home, teach you some things
Don't no pretty guy, that ain't my type
I want a downtown boy you

Ain't nothing like them country boys, dirty
I wanna take you home, you some things
Don't want no pretty guy, ain't my type
I a downtown boy like you

Yeah, and look, she say she a young nigga
Yeah, foreign shit for my bottom bitch cause my bag damn,

She pour the forth, we still from last night.
Look, fuck lose my boo jays

We never play heart games this shit real for her, it's a drill.

Baby girl from Chiraq, shots, that's my cat.
And she my dog, my nigga, won't pose boy, pictures
Tink, just that I fuck with you,

One OM dog,

On me, all up, yeah.

Ain't nothing country boys, dirty slang
I wanna take you home, teach you things
Don't want no pretty guy, ain't my type
I want a boy like you

nothing like them country boys, dirty slang
I wanna you home, teach you some things
want no pretty guy, that ain't my type
I want a boy like you

Something the way you run these streets

You're well respected, hope that knows name
And something the way you talk to me

I hear your accent, it makes me go insane

Ain't like them country boys, dirty slang
I wanna take you home, you some things
Don't want no pretty guy, that my type
I want a downtown boy you

nothing like them country boys, dirty slang
I take you home, teach you some things
Don't want no pretty guy, that ain't my
I a downtown boy like you

you up, drop a deuce, have you leaning
Hit the club, some ones for the hoes

It's my fault, I love it the way you keep it
Man, and everybody

Call you up, a deuce, have you leaning
Hit the club, throw ones for the hoes
It's my fault, I just love the way you it
Man, and knows

Ain't like them country boys...