Luyện nghe bài hát Bitties in The Bk Lounge

Yo man let me some Cpt.Krunch
Man
Yo man we any milk?
Yeah, what is it?
I don't know, day is it?
Don't know, well I'll you

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

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

Young girl, you take my order?
She said, "Yeah, but right now I'm sorta
you see I'm trying to put this
Aid on my finger?"

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

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

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

Dread locks all over me and then I said, "Yeah, now we'll see"
And O' with quick 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 that

But me and Hogg just laughed, and
"What's the name of that you sing?"
"Living in a car," I said
Forget about the order I made, 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 do is beg and they scrounge
Bitties in the BK Lounge, the in the BK Lounge

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 bitty the fake fake eyes
Yo, can I interest you in some and fries?

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

My shoes cost more than you make in two
Look, you don't have to play fly in
I can your 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 just sweating me to the noise
Of your polyester pants and their oh so waters
Look at what you do all day but take
You bow tie wearing, and staring
I know your just upset you cant get the rat/wrap
I you Chubby for my man is living slack

Yeah, I know your man, the punk in school
devil rock to the fiends 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 less fat on you spare us all the odor
Better yet pour it the pants and let the acid kill
The smell that have been left to Masingel
Let me you a deal, take the soda free and jet
I got to much family to heed your

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

comes one more
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 living
Speaking of foul how some chicken for the cow?
I meant you sorry for the mix up
But your stomachs always big from the slip ups

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