Luyện nghe bài hát Honky Tonk Badonkadonk (Album Version)

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

Husslers eightball
Throwin' darts at the
Feelin' damn near 10 ft.
she comes, Lord help us all
Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him outta his
Poor ole boy, it his fault
so hard not to stare
At that honky badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect
Make ya wanna along
Got it on
Donkey Kong
And
Shut my mouth, your grandma
outta be a law
Get the on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them on
That tonk badonkadonk
(Aww son)

Now Honey, you can't her
For what her mama her
It right to hate her
For that money-maker
Band shuts at two
But we're hangin' out three
We to see her go
But love to watch her
With that tonk badonkadonk
perfect rhythm
Make ya swing along
Got it on
Donkey Kong
And
Shut my mouth, slap grandma
outta be a law
Get the on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get britches on
With honky tonk badonkadonk
(Ooh, that's I'm talkin' bout right there, honey)

We don't bout the drinkin'
listen to the band
Our hands, they a shakin'
she gets the urge to dance
Drivin' everybody
You you fell in love
Boys, you better your distance
You can look but you can't
honkey tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' rhythm
ya wanna swing along
Got it on
Donkey Kong
And
Shut my mouth, slap grandma
outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the
Lord mercy, how's she even get them britches on
honky tonk badonkadonk

That honky badonkadonk
Yeah, honky tonk badonkadonk

That's it, there boys,
that's why we do we do
It for the money,
it for the glory,
it for the free whiskey
for the badonkadonk