Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Slang

Ain't nothing like them boys,

slang

Take you home, you some things

Pretty guy, that my type

I a downtown boy like you.

Touchdown in your and feel them girls ain't with me
I like your when 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, drop a deuce, you leaning

Hit the club, throw some ones for the

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

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

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

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

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

One OM dog,

On me, all up, yeah.

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

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

'bout the way you run these streets

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

When I your accent, it makes me go insane

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

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

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

my fault, I just love it the way you keep it
Man, and everybody

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

Ain't nothing them country boys...