Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Boys

[Verse 1: Georgia Line]
those boys, got the [?]
Get fifty-five to the
They 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
got a buddy named Buddy

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

[Chorus: Florida Line]
boys
With that southern boys
before you know
Rollin' off just
Man, that town is small
But you a ball boys
Homemade alcohol on a night
Yeah, truck stuck, who you call?
Pretty girl, who you gon' fall
One of backroad runners
Man, I'm I'm one of 'em

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

[Verse 2:
'Cause there's those girls, they're like golden
into trust fund money (Cha-ching!)
Yeah, the radio and the and Coke
Is the only thing know country
grow up on no county road
They up on some street
And think they know what kind of man
They want until they

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

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

[Chorus: Florida Georgia Line &
Yeah, all of boys
With that southern boys
Here you know
Rollin' off just
Man, that town is boys
But you have a boys
alcohol
On a night
Yeah, truck stuck, who you call?
girl, who you gon' fall for?
One of them runners
Man, I'm I'm one of 'em

Florida Georgia Line]
Y'all