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 and loud
She might get up and again
Ooh, she put her beer
she comes
Here she
Left left left right

Husslers shootin'
Throwin' at the wall
Feelin' damn near 10 ft.
she comes, Lord help us all
Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him his chair
ole boy, it ain't his fault
It's so not to stare
At that tonk badonkadonk
perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna along
Got it on
Donkey Kong
And
Shut my mouth, slap 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 can't her
For what her mama her
It ain't right to her
For workin' that
Band down at two
But hangin' out till three
We to see her go
But to watch her leave
With that honky badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect
ya wanna swing along
Got it on
Like Kong
And
Shut my mouth, slap your
outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the
Lord have mercy, she even get them 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'
When she gets the urge to
Drivin' crazy
You you fell in love
Boys, you better keep your
You can look but you touch
That tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' rhythm
Make ya wanna swing
Got it on
Donkey Kong
And
Shut my mouth, your grandma
There be a law
Get the Sheriff on the
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them on
That honky tonk

That honky badonkadonk
Yeah, that honky 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