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?
know, well I'll tell you

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

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

girl, won't you take 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
She's a B-K
Ripped and bottom bell
And some Jelly stuff on her

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

She said, "I your girl
And I your chick"
I had an idea and split
my hat off and that was it

Dread fallen all over me and then I said, "Yeah, now we'll see"
And O' with quick velocity honey was
"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 to get that autograph

But me and Hogg laughed, and laughed
"What's the name of that you sing?"
"Living in a car," I said
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 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 in the BK Lounge

Excuse me, would you take my I have to go
Shashawna's got a job, dag don't you know
Oh yeah, you, now I recognize
The real bitty 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 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 more than you make in two weeks
Look, you don't have to fly in here
I can tell your fly by the weave that you but you must be aware
That a fly can be swatted by a BK by the way yo, here's yours

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

Yeah, I your man, the biggest punk in school
Selling devil to the fiends and the fools!
With one hand that punk I could snap, the kid is so
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 down the pants and let the kill
The smell that have 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 man?
Well I be surprized
Your sister's flipping burgers and momma's frying fries
Don't even try shit, oh damn look, what?

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

Well, we living foul
Speaking of foul how bout chicken for the cow?
Oops I meant you for the mix up
But your stomachs always big the sexual slip ups

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