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?
Don't know, I'll tell you

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

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

Young girl, you take my order?
She said, "Yeah, but now I'm sorta 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

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

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

Dread fallen all over me and then I said, "Yeah, now we'll 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 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 fast car," I
Forget about the I made, I'll go get a slice of pizza instead

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

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

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

My shoes cost more than you make in two
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 swatted by a BK by the way yo, here's yours

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

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

Speaking of fat, would you like a diet
less fat on you would spare us all the odor
Better yet pour it down the pants and let the kill
The smell that should been left to Masingel
Let me make you a deal, take the free and jet
I got to much to heed your threats

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

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

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

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