Luyện nghe bài hát Drake's Dad

We rolling down Beale street
In the Tennessee heat
I can't say it's the land of
But I'll ya, the booze runs cheap
And there we met dad
Told him we came Hamilton
He said he knew a girl
Who had a thing for
And all the back home will tell you
Some ass men acting like boys

There's some Peter Pan shit we're tryna out
But when Sunday around, will you dig us on out?
So we can be in your again
Let me be in your again

Because I you (so high)
let me hold you (so tight)
So you hold up (that light)
So I can home to find you?
Yeah,
Yeah,

We the 40 down to Nashville
We started getting a bit
The was asking had questions
For a bunch of
So we down Broadway
getting sloppy
We met girls getting married
But they came to party
And no one how we made it back to the hotel
took off his pants again, yes he did

There's some Peter Pan shit we're tryna out
But when Sunday around, will you dig us on out?
So we can be in your arms
Girl, let me be in arms again

I hold you (so high)
Well let me you (so tight)
So won't you up (that light)
So I can come home to you?
Yeah,
Yeah,
her on up
her on up

I do my best thinking, in the shower
Sometimes I do my pre-drinking, drinking in the
So i think my neighbors and the politics and labor
Karl and Groucho, I couldn't tell you which I favor

Because I you (so high)
let me hold you (so tight)
So you hold up (that light)
Why won't you hold on line
I'm for ya
Because I you (so high)
Well let me you (so tight)
So you hold up (that light)
So I can come to find you?

Hold up that
I'm at sea
But I'm home