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 get up and dance again
Ooh, she put her beer
she comes
Here she
left left right left

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

Now Honey, you blame her
For what her gave her
It ain't right to her
For workin' money-maker
Band down at two
But we're hangin' out till
We to see her go
But to watch her leave
With that tonk badonkadonk
perfect rhythm
Make ya swing along
Got it on
Like Kong
And
Shut my mouth, your grandma
outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the
Lord have mercy, how's she even get britches on
that honky tonk badonkadonk
(Ooh, that's what I'm talkin' bout there, honey)

We don't care bout the
listen to the band
Our hands, start a shakin'
she gets the urge to dance
Drivin' crazy
You think you in love
Boys, you better keep your
You can but you can't touch
honkey tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' rhythm
Make ya wanna along
Got it on
Donkey Kong
And
Shut my mouth, your grandma
outta be a law
Get the on the phone
have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky badonkadonk

That honky tonk
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
It's for the