Luyện nghe bài hát No Swag

I'm an uptown boy soul 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
wanna see the boy get lost in the sauce
But it's so boy get lost
Nah I ain't I'm just statin the obvious
H.O. the boss and I'm his pockets rich
Hate it or not I am great and about to get
Hit the like I play with Stoyokovic
I keep it real and my ladies do the
High class chicks be crazy in the brain
Style so mean, swag is
O.D, ass delicious
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 girls out in but
(They ain't like a Brooklyn girl)
See I had a dope fling wit a on queens but
(They nuttin like 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 like a girl)

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

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

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