Luyện nghe bài hát Boobs

(spoken)
(Alright now, this is a little love song for ya.)

People at honky-tonk,
they're to drive me insane.
To you the truth, my darlin',
you're the reason I came.

But beauty's so distractin',
hope it lead to my demise.
Can you please tell boobs
to lookin' at my eyes.

playing crummy rap music,
and ain't even a band.
Ah, And I wouldn't be here,
but you hold my heart in hands.
(Yes you do, baby.)

So I lose my cool,
and start actin' like them dirty guys,
would you please your boobs
to lookin' at my eyes.

(rap-style: Yo there, brother, we're you a shout.
Got the bitches in stitches, and we're all out.
Lookin' good in the hood, tell you what all about.)

(Shoot that rapper, and let the player play.)

If it for the alcohol,
I be quoting Voltair.
But with cute rocking' bod' of yours,
I can't do but stare.

go to your place, baby,
stay up and the sun rise.
But first please your boobs
to stop at my eyes.

I'll be sex object.
I'll be your ol' boy toy.
have the perfect redneck wedding,
then a little of joy.

And down the road
we'll back and we'll laugh about this night.
When I said, "Tell boobs
to stop at my eyes."

Yeah, later the road
look back and we'll laugh about this night.
(Yes we will.)
Right now won't you tell boobs
to stop at my eyes.

(ending: 3 more times)
Stick out your
out your boobsies
Stick out boobs now