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 know, what day is it?
know, well I'll tell you

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

in the mist was a BK logo
What we said, what do you know
chick 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
a B-K mademoiselle
Ripped uniform and bottom
And some Jelly stuff on her

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

She said, "I ain't girl
And I ain't chick"
I had an idea and split
Took my hat off and 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 guy?", "Ain't you that girl"
"De La Soul, right?", "No Chapman"

Why don't you come over to the
And me out an autograph?"
Ha ha ha, I had to
She was quick with the Bic just to get 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 I made, I'll go get a slice of pizza instead

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

comes one more
It's father he just finished mooping the floor
Now give them a hand, its the BK
So you talk garbage about who I am

Well, aren't we foul
of foul how bout some 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 sell you for pennies, man
I think something you should understand
I try to be nice and help the make money
And I know you need it, I'll go elsewhere dummy
Now B-K is too damn rude
I think go get me some Chinese food