Luyện nghe bài hát Paperboy

I'm an uptown boy with flava
Da beat is D minor but I'm oh so
I do my own thing so I owe no
Can't do it now I wont do it later
Haters see the boy get lost in the sauce
But it's gravy so boy get
Nah I ain't cocky I'm statin the obvious
H.O. the boss and I'm makin his pockets
Hate it or not I am great and about to get
Hit the Peja I play with Stoyokovic
I keep it and my ladies do the same
High class that be crazy in the brain
Style so mean, is vicious
Smile O.D, ass
Stay gettin no need for e-bay
My heart is all da world but I'm BK

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I ain't got no problem wit girls out in but
(They ain't like a Brooklyn girl)
See I had a fling wit a girl on queens but
(They ain't like a Brooklyn girl)
The Bronx is hot that's where my mom but
(They ain't nuttin like a girl)
(Damn sure nuttin like a Brooklyn girl)
(Damn sure aint nuttin a Brooklyn girl)

My girl can't be a groupie or whore
She bout gettin in her juicy couture
Do she get bored with the of course
So the Louis she sports til it aint new
Then she cop another one hoes gettin madder
Gettin more money so the don't matter
seen her in a minute know her ass got fatter
And if you think she bad then her are way badder
Kendra's a Christian never freakin
In church every weekend she to be deacon
Had a model bitch name Viva we aint
But I had her screamin I was beatin
She been callin, creepin,
Maybe she would if I would beat it often
And fly and she sweeter than Splenda
Cause no one slows her agenda

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As we da la la la
BK money no 9-5
Mamase mamasa
It don't make sense but admit it, it's hot
BK girls down wit that or die
So I always keep one by my side
See I New York I aint gotta lie
So if you messin wit my ladies homicide
I friend named Shayna
She like Bill Bellamy and how to be a
Shorty is a player can't play her
Can't nobody her cause she aint a gamer
Baby girl ballin like the Lakers
If you would her like Shaq then see ya later
Player she do it so easy it's kinda a layup
She could lay up wit boy wit no make up
Keep her and imma keep doin me
on the road imma keep 2 or 3
Bad BK chicks that speak
In the Hamilton language girl to me please
I remember when I couldn't get a for shit
Now I can't get rid of any for shit
So when they look at me I don't away
I spread love the Brooklyn way
Now let the hook

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