Luyện nghe bài hát Honky Tonk Badonkadonk (Album Version)

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

Husslers eightball
darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near 10 ft.
Here she comes, help us all
Ol' T.W.'s done slapped him outta his chair
Poor ole boy, it ain't his
It's so hard not to
At that honky tonk
Keepin' rhythm
Make ya wanna swing
Got it on
Donkey 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
That honky tonk
(Aww son)

Now Honey, you blame her
For what her gave her
It right to hate her
For workin' money-maker
shuts down at two
But hangin' out till three
We to see her go
But love to her leave
With honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' 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, she even get them britches on
With honky tonk badonkadonk
(Ooh, what I'm talkin' bout right there, honey)

We don't care bout the
Barely to the band
Our hands, they a shakin'
When she gets the urge to
Drivin' crazy
You think you fell in
Boys, you better your distance
You can look but you touch
That honkey tonk
perfect rhythm
Make ya swing along
Got it on
Like Donkey
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
That honky badonkadonk

honky tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, honky tonk badonkadonk

it, right there boys,
that's why we do we do
It for the money,
it for the glory,
it ain't for the whiskey
It's for the