Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Slang

Ain't nothing like country boys,

slang

Take you home, teach you things

Pretty guy, ain't my type

I a downtown boy like you.

Touchdown in your city and feel girls ain't with me
I like your waves I put my hands on you
Love the way you it, you talk slow but I like it
You keep it up, baby, what I'm gonna do, do, do, do
you up, drop a deuce, have you leaning

Hit the club, throw ones for the hoes

It's my fault, I just love way you keep it
Man, and knows

Ain't like them country boys, dirty slang
I wanna you home, teach you some things
Don't want no pretty guy, that my type
I want a downtown boy you

Ain't like them country boys, dirty slang
I wanna take you home, teach you some
want no pretty guy, that ain't my type
I want a boy like you

Yeah, and look, she say she a young nigga
Yeah, shit for my bottom bitch cause my bag right damn,

She pour the forth, we still leaning last night.
Look, fuck lose my boo jays

We don't play heart games this shit real for her, it's a drill.

Baby from Chiraq, back shots, that's my cat.
And she my dog, my nigga, won't pose boy, pictures
Tink, just that I fuck with you,

One OM dog,

On me, all up, yeah.

Ain't nothing them country boys, slang
I wanna take you home, you some things
Don't want no pretty guy, that my type
I want a downtown boy you

Ain't nothing like them boys, dirty slang
I wanna take you home, teach you some
Don't want no guy, that ain't my type
I a downtown boy like you

Something 'bout the way you run streets

You're well respected, hope that your name
And something bout the way you to me

When I hear accent, it makes me go insane

Ain't nothing like them country boys, slang
I wanna take you home, you some things
Don't want no pretty guy, that my type
I want a boy like you

Ain't nothing them country boys, dirty slang
I wanna take you home, teach you some
want no pretty guy, that ain't my type
I want a downtown boy you

you up, drop a deuce, have you leaning
Hit the club, throw some for the hoes

It's my fault, I love it the way you keep it
Man, and everybody

you up, drop a deuce, have you leaning
Hit the club, throw ones for the hoes
It's my fault, I just the way you keep it
Man, and knows

Ain't nothing like country boys...