Luyện nghe bài hát Bitties in The Bk Lounge

Yo man let me some 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 of milk and some cookies

Spotted in the mist was a BK
What we said, well what do you
chick thought I was trying to play fly
'Cause I had a of blue jeans on

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

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

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

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

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

Why don't you come 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 just laughed, and
"What's the name of song you sing?"
"Living in a fast car," I
Forget about the order I made, I'll go get a of pizza instead

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

Excuse me, would you my order I have to go
Shashawna's got a real job, dag don't you
Oh yeah, it's you, now I
The real real with the fake fake eyes
Yo, can I interest you in some and fries?

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

My shoes cost more you make in two weeks
Look, you have to play fly in here
I can tell your fly by the weave that you but you must be aware
That a fly can be by a BK tray by the way yo, here's yours

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

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

of fat, would you like a diet soda?
'Cause less fat on you would spare us all the
Better yet pour it down the pants and let the acid
The smell that have been left to Masingel
Let me make you a deal, the soda free and jet
I got to much family to heed your

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

Here comes one
It's your father he just finished the floor
Now give a hand, its the BK clan
So you can't talk garbage who I am

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

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