Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Boys

[Verse 1: Florida Georgia
There's boys, got the [?]
Get fifty-five to the
They listen to new school
heard of George or Allen
There's those boys, wear the kind of
Who you ain't to get muddy
Ain't got a dog lives outside
Ain't got a named Buddy

[Pre-Chorus: Georgia Line]
Yeah, I hatin' on them boys
up lockin' their doors
all kinds of boys
Up the sun, son
But this for...

[Chorus: Florida Line]
Y'all
With that southern boys
Here before you
Rollin' off just
Man, that town is boys
But you have a boys
Homemade alcohol on a Saturday
Yeah, truck stuck, who you call?
girl, who you gon' fall for?
One of them runners
Man, I'm I'm one of 'em

[Post-Chorus: Florida Georgia
boys
(Yo Hardy, go on tell 'em 'bout the one time)

2: Hardy]
'Cause there's those girls, they're golden pearls
into trust fund money (Cha-ching!)
Yeah, the and the Jack and Coke
Is the only thing they country
Didn't grow up on no road
They up on some street
And think they know what kind of man
They want they meet

[Chorus: Florida Line]
Y'all
With that southern drawl
before you know
Rollin' off right
Man, that town is boys
But you have a ball
Homemade alcohol on a night
Yeah, truck stuck, who you call?
Pretty girl, who you fall for?
One of them runners
Man, I'm I'm one of 'em

[Bridge: Florida Georgia & Hardy]
boys
State trophy in the boys
Hangin' somethin' that you hunted on the wall
You mess one of us, you get us all boys

Florida Georgia Line & Hardy]
Yeah, all of y'all
With southern drawl boys
Here before you
off just right
Man, town is small boys
But you a ball boys
alcohol
On a night
Yeah, stuck, who you gon' call?
girl, who you gon' fall for?
One of backroad runners
Man, I'm I'm one of 'em

[Outro: Florida Line]
Y'all