Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Slang

Ain't nothing like them boys,

Dirty

Take you home, teach you some

guy, that ain't my type

I want a downtown boy you.

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

Hit the club, throw ones for the hoes

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

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

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

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

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

We don't never play games this shit real for her, it's a drill.

Baby girl from Chiraq, shots, that's my cat.
And she my dog, my nigga, pose boy, fuck pictures
Tink, know that I fuck with you,

One OM dog,

On me, all up, yeah.

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

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

Something 'bout the way you run streets

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

When I hear your accent, it makes me go

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

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

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

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

Call you up, drop a deuce, have you
Hit the club, throw some for the hoes
my fault, I just love the way you keep it
Man, and everybody

Ain't nothing them country boys...