Luyện nghe bài hát Honky Tonk Badonkadonk

Turn it up
Alright boys, is her favorite song
You that, right?
So, if we play it and loud
She might get up and dance

Oh, she put her down
Here she comes, here she
Left left, left right

Hustlers shootin'
Throwin' darts at the
damn near 10 feet tall
Here she comes, Lord us all

Ol' T.W.'s
Done slapped him his chair
ol' boy, it ain't his fault
It's so hard not to

At that tonk badonkadonk
perfect rhythm
Make ya swing along

Got it goin' on like Kong
And ooo wee, shut my mouth, your grandma
There outta be a law, get the on the phone
Lord have mercy, she even get them britches on?
That honky tonk
(Aww son)

Now honey, you blame her
For her mama gave her
It ain't to hate her
For workin' moneymaker

Band down at two
But we're out til three
We'd to see her go
But love to watch her

With that tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' rhythm
Make ya swing along

Got it on like Donkey Kong
And ooo wee, shut my mouth, slap grandma
There outta be a law, get the on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she get them britches on?
With that tonk badonkadonk

Oh, that's what I'm bout right there, honey

We don't care about the
listen to the band
Our hands, they a shakin'
When she gets the urge to

everybody crazy
You think you fell in
Boys, you keep your distance
You can look but you can't

That tonk badonkadonk
perfect rhythm
Make ya swing along

Got it goin' on like Kong
And ooo wee, shut my mouth, slap your
There outta be a law, get the Sheriff on the
Lord have mercy, how's she get them britches on?
That honky badonkadonk

That tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, that honky tonk

(That tonk badonkadonk)
That's it, there boys, that's why we do what we do
It for the money, it ain't for the glory
(That tonk badonkadonk)
It ain't for the free whiskey, for the badonkadonk
(That tonk badonkadonk)