Luyện nghe bài hát Crushin' It

I could use an attaboy
Or a big old high
I'd to hear, "you're killing it, dude"
Yeah, been a long time
Since I hit one out of the
Or nailed it, as say
I guess been in a dry spell,
But about to change

Every week has a
By this time Friday
I'll be done my third can
Of cold Bud
And I'll be it
Yeah, be crushin' it

They say, "your mad",
you told her that you'd hang some pictures for her
You the ones she framed late last spring of you and her in Florida
You're up on the ladder when it shatters into
She shakes her and
at you and says, "ain't you good for anything"
And you say,

Every week has a
By this time night
You a margarita
I'll get and ice
And I'll be it
With a cold one in my hand
be crushin' it

When I'm with my can
I can stomp it my boot,
it with my fist,
Smash it on my forehead,
I got
be crushin' it
Oh, be crushin' it, ooh

I this out in college
past them gothic colums
That I was probably wind up somewhere, near the bottom
I was gonna be the best and brightest guy around,
But like the great freakin' Straight
I'm the king of getting

And week has a weekend
By this time Friday
I'll be done my third can
Of Bud Light
And be crushin' it

week has a weekend
Yeah, be crushin' it
(By this time) night
Oh, I'll be it
I'll be done with my can
Oh, be crushin' it
Of cold Bud
And be crushin' it

(Hey, hey, hey)

I'll be it