Luyện nghe bài hát Honky Tonk Badonkadonk

Turn it up
Alright boys, this is her song
You that, right?
So, if we it good and loud
She might get up and again

Oh, she put her beer
Here she comes, she comes
Left left, left right

Hustlers eightball
Throwin' darts at the
Feelin' damn 10 feet tall
Here she comes, help us all

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

At that honky tonk
Keepin' rhythm
ya wanna swing along

Got it goin' on Donkey Kong
And ooo wee, my mouth, slap your grandma
outta be a law, get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them on?
That honky badonkadonk
(Aww son)

Now honey, you blame her
For what her gave her
It right to hate her
For that moneymaker

Band down at two
But we're out til three
hate to see her go
But love to her leave

With that honky badonkadonk
perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna along

Got it goin' on like Donkey
And ooo wee, shut my mouth, your grandma
There outta be a law, get the Sheriff on the
Lord have mercy, how's she even get britches on?
that honky tonk badonkadonk

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

We don't care the drinkin'
listen to the band
Our hands, they start a
When she gets the to dance

Drivin' crazy
You think you fell in
Boys, you better keep distance
You can look but you touch

That tonk badonkadonk
perfect 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 even get them on?
That honky badonkadonk

That tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, that honky badonkadonk

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