Luyện nghe bài hát Kidnap U

Hey girl you doin? (Wooooooh)
You (ooohhh)
let a nigga come kidnap you, ya dig?" (ohhhh)
Scoop you up take you on a adventure, ya dig? (Yeaaaaaaaaaah)
Aiight I'm commin

1 - Yukmouth]
She said her nigga used to her at the boxer
Take her for and lobster (uh-huh)
Rock her wrists out but bitch he ain't a
Yukmouth your friend your lover and your father
The baller, I'll be the first to you in the prowler (that's right)
Huh, I ain't gon call ya like them niggaz jock ya
Bitch I ain't gon follow ya niggaz that stalk ya (uh-huh)
Huh, I ya space, call me up just to rock ya
Knock ya break ya off proper
Get loose ya head
Let me kidnap you, hold you for
No holdin' or romancin' just fuckin' to this anthem
Poppin champagne bottles and some
I'm a boss like Tony Dense and money make me
The coup make them wanna a nigga on the fluke
And them jewels make bitches pop that coochie like glue
So you wan do? Barbeque a meal do?
wheel through; steal you for a night, what's the deal boo? (Whooo oh oh)

[Hook - Who's
Let me take you to ecstasy (Baby)
Baby done where you be (ooh yeah)
Let me you.
Let me you tonite (c'mon baby)
Do everything you wanna do (c'mon baby you want)
I jus wanna spend the with you (baby)
Let me you (yeaah)
Let me kidnap you (ooohhh)

[Verse 2 -
She said her used to take her to the tropics
All of the flawless
Prada he copped it, Gucci shoes he copped it
Now, switch the
You like the chronic or that hypnotic or ex pills, let's get it
I you dancing topless don't stop it
Dropping of chronic, hypnotic its only logic
I put it deep in ya stomach and make you run from it, cum it
The pun ani get crushed like pun it
Ya man, ya husband, ya dude, ya
Need to cherish you got an ass like Beyonce
A face Mya a body like Free
Tits like the queen bee tattoos like eve, Bo!
man a geek he borin' out, tourin' out
Scoop you up at 3 in the morning something foreign
And get ya wetter than wen its pourin'
I bang, bang, till six in the mornin'!

[Verse 3 -
Well the heartbreaker, Mac makeup and Marc
Jacob at the large paper and spill ya pockets for me player (???)
I make em floss now make em think they'll later
Take me shoppin' for and minx in Las Vegas
I cause paper Nyce-tee ain't a
I drive the Benzo the seat is where ya friends go
to the metal in Gucci stilettos
I will punch the shit out-a bitch I'm ghetto
22 inch mo them other hoes is so so
Me trim's Louie bag colourful logo's
Hah, niggaz is a no no
I can't stand you
So step it the up if your doe low
Your hoe, your bitch, your wife, fianc
Need to you you got more wifes than libera chi
So pretend like we both got nobody
Let's hop in the Ferrari and start this party