Luyện nghe bài hát Pinkington

I'm an boy with soul flava
Da beat is D minor but I'm oh so
I do my own thing so I owe no
Can't do it now then I do it later
Haters see the boy get lost in the sauce
But it's gravy so boy get
Nah I ain't cocky I'm just the obvious
H.O. the boss and I'm makin his rich
Hate it or not I am great and to get greater
Hit the Peja I play with Stoyokovic
I keep it real and my ladies do the
High class chicks that be in the brain
so mean, swag is vicious
Smile O.D, ass
Stay gettin no need for e-bay
My heart is all da world but I'm BK

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I got no problem wit girls out in Harlem but
(They nothin like a Brooklyn girl)
See I had a fling wit a girl on queens but
(They ain't nuttin a Brooklyn girl)
The Bronx is hot that's my mom resides but
(They ain't like a Brooklyn girl)
(Damn aint nuttin like a Brooklyn girl)
(Damn sure aint nuttin a Brooklyn girl)

My girl Angie be a groupie or whore
She bout gettin in her juicy couture
Do she get bored the Gucci of course
So the she sports til it aint new anymore
Then she cop one makin hoes gettin madder
Gettin money so the price don't matter
seen her in a minute know her ass got fatter
And if you think she bad then her are way badder
Kendra's a Christian seen freakin
In every weekend she need to be deacon
Had a model bitch name Viva we speakin
But I had her screamin whenever I was
She callin, creepin, crawlin
Maybe she would chill if I would it often
And Ronesha's fly and she sweeter than
Cause no one ever slows her

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As we da la la la
BK money no 9-5
Mamase mamasa
It don't sense but admit it, it's kinda hot
BK girls down wit that or die
So I always keep one right by my
See I love New York I aint lie
So if you messin wit my ladies it's
I gotta friend named
She like Bill Bellamy and how to be a
is a player can't nobody play her
Can't nobody game her cause she a gamer
Baby girl ballin like the Lakers
If you trade her like Shaq then see ya later
Player she do it so easy it's kinda a layup
She could lay up wit boy wit no make up
Keep doin her and keep doin me
on the road imma keep 2 or 3
Bad BK chicks that fluently
In the Hamilton language girl to me please
I remember when I couldn't get a for shit
Now I can't get rid of any for shit
So when they look at me I don't look
I spread love the Brooklyn way
Now let the hook

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