Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Slang

Ain't nothing them country boys,

Dirty

Take you home, teach you some

Pretty guy, that my type

I want a boy like you.

in your city and feel them girls ain't with me
I like your waves I put my hands on you
the way you shot it, you talk slow but I like it
You keep it up, baby, what 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 way you keep it
Man, and everybody

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

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

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

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

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

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

One OM dog,

On me, all up, yeah.

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 a downtown boy like you

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

Something the way you run these streets

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

I hear your accent, it makes me go insane

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

Ain't nothing like them country boys, dirty
I wanna take you home, teach you things
Don't want no 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 ones for the

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

Call you up, drop a deuce, you leaning
Hit the club, some ones for the hoes
It's my fault, I just love the way you it
Man, and everybody

Ain't nothing like them boys...