Luyện nghe bài hát Crushin' It

I sure could use an
Or a big old five
I'd love to hear, "you're it, dude"
Yeah, it's been a 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 has a weekend
By this Friday night
I'll be done my third can
Of Bud Light
And be crushin' it
Yeah, be crushin' it

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

Every has a weekend
By this time night
You a margarita
I'll get and ice
And be crushin' 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
I'll be it
Oh, I'll be it, ooh

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

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

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

(Hey, hey, hey)

I'll be it