Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Boys

[Verse 1: Florida Line]
There's boys, got the [?]
Get to the gallon
They to that new school
Never of George or Allen
There's those boys, the kind of boots
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 ain't hatin' on boys
Grew up their doors
all kinds of boys
Up the sun, son
But one's for...

[Chorus: Georgia Line]
Y'all
With southern drawl boys
Here you know
off just right
Man, town is small boys
But you have a ball
Homemade alcohol on a Saturday
Yeah, truck stuck, who you call?
Pretty girl, who you gon' for?
One of them backroad
Man, I'm I'm one of 'em

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

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

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

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

[Chorus: Georgia Line & Hardy]
Yeah, all of boys
With that southern drawl
Here you know
Rollin' off right
Man, that town is small
But you a ball boys
Homemade
On a night
Yeah, stuck, who you gon' call?
Pretty girl, who you gon' fall
One of backroad runners
Man, I'm I'm one of 'em

Florida Georgia Line]
Y'all