Luyện nghe bài hát Pinkington

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

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

My girl Angie can't be a or whore
She gettin money in her juicy couture
Do she get bored the Gucci of course
So the Louis she til it aint new anymore
Then she cop another one makin hoes gettin
Gettin more so the price don't matter
Ain't seen her in a minute know her ass got
And if you think she bad then her friends are way
Kendra's a Christian seen freakin
In church every weekend she need to be
Had a model bitch name Viva we speakin
But I had her screamin I was beatin
She been callin, creepin,
Maybe she would chill if I beat it often
And Ronesha's fly and she sweeter Splenda
no one ever slows her agenda

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

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