Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Boys

[Verse 1: Florida Line]
those boys, got the [?]
Get to the gallon
listen to that new school
Never heard of or Allen
There's boys, wear the kind of boots
Who you ain't supposed to get
Ain't got a dog that lives
Ain't got a buddy named

[Pre-Chorus: Georgia Line]
Yeah, I ain't hatin' on them
Grew up their doors
There's all kinds of
Up the sun, son
But one's for...

Florida Georgia Line]
Y'all
that southern drawl boys
Here before you
Rollin' off 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 gon' fall
One of them runners
Man, I'm I'm one of 'em

Florida Georgia Line]
Y'all
(Yo Hardy, go on tell 'em the girls one time)

2: Hardy]
'Cause there's girls, they're like golden pearls
Dipping into fund money (Cha-ching!)
Yeah, the and the Jack and Coke
Is the only thing know country
grow up on no county road
They grew up on street
And they think they what kind of man
They want they meet

[Chorus: Florida Georgia
boys
With that southern drawl
Here you know
Rollin' off just
Man, that town is boys
But you have a boys
Homemade on a Saturday 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 Line &
boys
State in the hall boys
Hangin' somethin' that you on the wall boys
You mess one of us, you get us all boys

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

[Outro: Florida Line]
Y'all