Luyện nghe bài hát Honky Tonk Badonkadonk (Album Version)

Turn it up
Alright boys, is her favorite song
You that right
So, if we play it good and
She get up and dance again
Ooh, she put her beer
Here she
she comes
Left left right left

Husslers shootin'
darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near 10 ft.
she comes, Lord help us all
Ol' T.W.'s done slapped him outta his chair
ole boy, it ain't his fault
It's so not to stare
At that honky badonkadonk
Keepin' rhythm
Make ya wanna swing
Got it on
Like Kong
And
Shut my mouth, your grandma
There be a law
Get the Sheriff on the
have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk
(Aww son)

Now Honey, you can't her
For what her mama her
It ain't right to her
For workin' money-maker
Band shuts at two
But we're hangin' out three
We to see her go
But to watch her leave
With that honky badonkadonk
perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing
Got it on
Like Donkey
And
Shut my mouth, slap your
There be a law
Get the Sheriff on the
have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
With that honky tonk
(Ooh, that's what I'm bout right there, honey)

We don't care the drinkin'
listen to the band
Our hands, start a shakin'
When she the urge to dance
everybody crazy
You think you in love
Boys, you better your distance
You can but you can't touch
That tonk badonkadonk
perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna along
Got it on
Donkey Kong
And
my mouth, slap your grandma
There be a law
Get the on the phone
Lord have mercy, she even get them britches on
That tonk badonkadonk

That tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, honky tonk badonkadonk

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