Luyện nghe bài hát Honky Tonk Badonkadonk

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

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

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

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

At that honky badonkadonk
Keepin' rhythm
ya wanna swing along

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

Now honey, you blame her
For what her mama her
It right to hate her
For workin' that

Band down at two
But hangin' out til three
We'd to see her go
But to watch her leave

that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' rhythm
Make ya swing along

Got it goin' on like Donkey
And ooo wee, shut my mouth, slap your
There be a law, get the Sheriff on the phone
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 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 touch

That honkey badonkadonk
perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing

Got it goin' on Donkey Kong
And ooo wee, shut my mouth, your grandma
There be a law, get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, she even get them britches on?
That tonk 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 ain't for the money, it for the glory
(That tonk badonkadonk)
It ain't for the whiskey, it's for the badonkadonk
(That tonk badonkadonk)