Tink - Dirty Slang Lyrics
feat. Rockie DiamondsAin’t nothing like a country boy, dirty slangI wanna take you home, teach you some thingsDon’t want no pretty guy, that ain’t my typeI want a downtown boy like you(Verse 1)Touchdown in your city and the girls be with meI like your waves, can I put my hands on youLove the way you shinnin, you talk slow but I like itYou keep it up, baby, here’s what I’m gonna do do do doCall you up, drop a deuce, have you leaningHit the club, throw some ones for the hoesSmile for, I just love the way you keep itMan everybody knows(Chorus)Ain’t nothing like a country boy, dirty slangI wanna take you home, teach you some thingsDon’t want no pretty guy, that ain’t my typeI want a downtown boy like youAin’t nothing like a country boy, dirty slangWanna take you home, teach you some thingsDon’t want no pretty guy, that ain’t my typeI want a downtown boy like you(Verse 2: Rockie Diamonds)Look, she say she want a young niggaYeah, foreign shit for my bottom *****Cause my bag right, damn she pour the fourWe still leaning from last nightLook ***** losing my … jeansWe dont never play hard gamesThis shit real for her, its a dripPaid a girl from Chiraq, back shots thats my katAnd she my dog, my nigga, won’t post them ***** picturesTink, just know that I ***** with you.......On me its all up, yuh(Chorus)Ain’t nothing like a country boy, dirty slangI wanna take you home, teach you some thingsDon’t want no pretty guy, that ain’t my typeI want a downtown boy like youAin’t nothing like a country boy, dirty slangWanna take you home, teach you some thingsDon’t want no pretty guy, that ain’t my typeI want a downtown boy like youSomething bout the way you run these streetsYou’re well respected, whole club knows your nameAnd, something bout the way you talk to meI hear your accent, makes me go insane(Chorus)Ain’t nothing like a country boy, dirty slangI wanna take you home, teach you some thingsDon’t want no pretty guy, that ain’t my typeI want a downtown boy like youAin’t nothing like a country boy, dirty slangWanna take you home, teach you some thingsDon’t want no pretty guy, that ain’t my typeI want a downtown boy like youCall you up, drop a deuce, have you leaningHit the club, throw some ones for the hoesSmile for, I just love the way you keep itMan everybody knowsCall you up, drop a deuce, have you leaningHit the club, throw some ones for the hoesSmile for, I just love the way you keep itMan everybody knowsAin’t nothing like a country boy
