Luyện nghe bài hát Crushin' It

I sure could use an
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 I've in a dry spell,
But that's about to

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

say, "your baby's mad",
'Cause you told her that hang some pictures for her
You know the ones she framed late last of you and her in Florida
You're up on the ladder when it shatters into
She her head and
Looks at you and says, "ain't you for anything"
And you say,

Every has a weekend
By this time night
You want a
I'll get 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 stomp it 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 them gothic colums
That I was gonna probably wind up somewhere, the bottom
I was never gonna be the and brightest guy around,
But like the George freakin' Straight
I'm the king of getting

And every has a weekend
By this time night
I'll be done with my can
Of cold Bud
And I'll be it

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

(Hey, hey, hey)

I'll be it