Luyện nghe bài hát Honky Tonk Badonkadonk (Album Version)

Turn it up
boys, this is her favorite song
You know right
So, if we play it and loud
She might get up and again
Ooh, she put her beer
she comes
Here she
left left right left

Husslers eightball
darts at the wall
Feelin' damn 10 ft. tall
Here she comes, Lord us all
Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend slapped him outta his chair
Poor ole boy, it his fault
It's so hard not to
At that tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' rhythm
Make ya wanna along
Got it on
Like Donkey
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 tonk badonkadonk
(Aww son)

Now Honey, you can't her
For what her mama her
It right to hate her
For that money-maker
shuts down at two
But we're hangin' out till
We to see her go
But to watch her leave
that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' rhythm
Make ya wanna swing
Got it on
Like Kong
And
my mouth, slap your grandma
There be a law
Get the on the phone
Lord mercy, how's she even get them britches on
With that honky badonkadonk
(Ooh, that's what I'm talkin' bout there, honey)

We care bout the drinkin'
Barely listen to the
Our hands, they start a
When she gets the urge to
Drivin' crazy
You think you in love
Boys, you better your distance
You can look but you can't
That tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' rhythm
Make ya swing along
Got it on
Donkey Kong
And
Shut my mouth, slap your
outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the
Lord have mercy, how's she get them britches on
honky tonk badonkadonk

That honky badonkadonk
Yeah, that honky badonkadonk

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