Luyện nghe bài hát Pinkington

I'm an uptown boy with soul
Da beat is D minor but I'm oh so
I do my own thing so I owe no
do it now then 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 I'm just statin the obvious
H.O. the and I'm makin his pockets rich
Hate it or not I am great and about to get
Hit the Peja I play with Stoyokovic
I keep it real and my do the same
High chicks that be crazy in the brain
Style so mean, is vicious
Smile O.D, ass
Stay gettin money no need for
My is all da world but I'm lovin BK

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

My girl Angie can't be a or whore
She bout gettin money in her juicy
Do she get bored the Gucci of course
So the Louis she til it aint new anymore
Then she cop another one makin gettin madder
Gettin more money so the price don't
Ain't her in a minute know her ass got fatter
And if you think she bad then her friends are way
Kendra's a never seen freakin
In every weekend she need to be deacon
Had a bitch name Viva we aint speakin
But I had her whenever I was beatin
She been callin, creepin,
Maybe she would chill if I would it often
And Ronesha's fly and she sweeter Splenda
Cause no one ever slows her

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

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