Luyện nghe bài hát Crushin' It

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

Every has a weekend
By this time Friday
I'll be done with my can
Of Bud Light
And be crushin' it
Yeah, be crushin' it

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

Every has a weekend
By this time Friday
You want a
get tequila and ice
And I'll be it
With a one in my other hand
be crushin' it

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

I figured this out in
Walking past them gothic
I was gonna probably wind up somewhere, near the bottom
I was never gonna be the and brightest guy around,
But like the great freakin' Straight
I'm the king of getting

And every has a weekend
By time Friday night
I'll be with my third can
Of cold Bud
And be crushin' it

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

(Hey, hey, hey)

be crushin' it