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
I hit one out of the park
Or it, as they say
I guess been in a dry spell,
But about to change

Every week has a
By time Friday night
be done with my third can
Of Bud Light
And be crushin' it
Yeah, be crushin' it

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

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

I'm finished with 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 this out in college
Walking past them gothic
That I was gonna probably wind up somewhere, 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 done my third can
Of cold Bud
And be crushin' it

Every week has a
Yeah, be crushin' it
(By time) Friday night
Oh, be crushin' it
I'll be with my third can
Oh, be crushin' it
Of Bud Light
And I'll be it

(Hey, hey, hey)

I'll be it