Luyện nghe bài hát Drake's Dad

We were rolling down Beale
In the Tennessee heat
I say it's the land of free
But tell ya, the booze runs cheap
And we met Drake's dad
him we came from Hamilton
He said he knew a girl
Who had a for Americans
And all the girls back home will you
Some grown ass men like boys

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

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

We the 40 down to Nashville
We getting a bit irrational
The place was asking had
For a of bachelors
So we down Broadway
Everybody sloppy
We met girls getting married
But came here to party
And no one knows how we it back to the hotel
took off his pants again, yes he did

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

I hold you (so high)
Well let me you (so tight)
So you hold up (that light)
So I can come home to find
Yeah,
Yeah,
her on up
her on up

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

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

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