Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Slang

Ain't nothing them country boys,

slang

Take you home, you some things

Pretty guy, that my type

I want a boy like you.

Touchdown in your city and them girls ain't with me
I your waves when I put my hands on you
Love the way you shot it, you 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 ain't my
I want a downtown boy you

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

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

She the forth, we still leaning from last night.
Look, fuck lose my boo rock

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

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

One OM dog,

On me, all up, yeah.

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

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

Something the way you run these streets

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

When I hear your accent, it me go insane

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

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

Ain't like them country boys...