Luyện nghe bài hát Bitties in The Bk Lounge

Yo man let me make Cpt.Krunch
Man
Yo man we have any
Yeah, time is it?
I don't know, day is it?
Don't know, I'll tell you

Well, it was a
Me and Hog was kinda hungry
Like two eggs, and a slop beef of lettuce
And a glass of milk and cookies

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

Young girl, won't you my order?
She said, "Yeah, but right now I'm busy
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 stuff on her

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

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

Dread fallen 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 you come over to the counter
And me out an autograph?"
Ha ha ha, I had to
She was quick with the Bic just to get that

But me and just laughed, and laughed
"What's the name of that you sing?"
"Living in a fast car," I
Forget about the order I made, I'll go get a slice of instead

Bitties in the BK Lounge, all they do is beg and they
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, 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 with the fake fake
Yo, can I interest you in some and fries?

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

My shoes cost than you make in two weeks
Look, you don't to play fly in here
I can tell your fly by the weave that you wear but you must be
That a fly can be swatted by a BK tray by the way yo, yours

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

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

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

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

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

Well, we living 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 could buy you and sell you for pennies, man
I there's something you should understand
I try to be nice and help the poor money
And I know you need it, I'll go elsewhere dummy
Now B-K workers is too rude
I I'll go get me some Chinese food