Luyện nghe bài hát Crushin' It

I sure use an attaboy
Or a big old high
I'd to hear, "you're killing it, dude"
Yeah, it's been a time
I hit one out of the park
Or it, as they say
I I've been in a dry spell,
But that's about to

Every week has a
By this time Friday
be done with my third can
Of Bud Light
And be crushin' it
Yeah, I'll be it

They say, "your mad",
you told her that you'd hang some pictures for her
You know the ones she framed late last spring of you and her in
You're up on the ladder it shatters into smithereens
She her head and
at you and says, "ain't you good for anything"
And you say,

Every week has a
By time Friday night
You a margarita
I'll get and ice
And I'll be it
With a cold one in my other
I'll be it

I'm finished with my can
I can it with my boot,
Crunch it my fist,
it on my forehead, yeah
I got
I'll be it
Oh, be crushin' it, ooh

I figured out in college
Walking past them colums
That I was gonna wind up somewhere, near the bottom
I was gonna be the best and brightest guy around,
But the great George freakin' Straight
I'm the of getting unwound

And week has a weekend
By this time Friday
I'll be done my third can
Of cold Bud
And I'll be it

week has a weekend
Yeah, I'll be it
(By this time) night
Oh, be crushin' it
I'll be done my third can
Oh, I'll be it
Of Bud Light
And I'll be it

(Hey, hey, hey)

be crushin' it