Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Slang

Ain't nothing like them boys,

Dirty

Take you home, teach you things

Pretty guy, that my type

I want a boy like you.

Touchdown in your and feel them girls ain't with me
I like your waves I put my hands on you
Love the way you shot it, you talk slow but I it
You keep it up, baby, here's what I'm do, do, do, do
you up, drop a deuce, have you leaning

Hit the club, throw ones for the hoes

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

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

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

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

She the forth, we still leaning from last night.
Look, lose my boo rock jays

We don't never play heart games this real for her, it's a drill.

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

One OM dog,

On me, all up, yeah.

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

nothing like them 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

Something 'bout the way you run these

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

When I your accent, it makes me go insane

nothing 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 boy like you

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

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

my fault, I just love it the way you keep it
Man, and everybody

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

Ain't like them country boys...