Luyện nghe bài hát Kidnap U

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

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

[Hook - Who's
Let me take you away to (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 nite you (baby)
Let me you (yeaah)
Let me you tonite (ooohhh)

[Verse 2 -
She said her nigga to take her to the tropics
All of the flawless
Prada boots he copped it, 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; you got an ass Beyonce
A face like Mya a like Free
Tits like the queen bee with like eve, Bo!
Your man a geek he borin' out, out
Scoop you up at 3 in the ridin something foreign
And get ya wetter than rain wen its
I bang, bang, till six in the mornin'!

[Verse 3 -
Well it's the heartbreaker, Mac makeup and
Jacob at the large paper and spill ya for me boss player (???)
I make em floss now make em think they'll later
me shoppin' for jew-ells and minx in Las Vegas
I cause paper Nyce-tee ain't a
I drive the Benzo the back seat is where ya 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 nolo trim's Louie bag logo's
Hah, federal is a no no
I can't stand you
So it the fuck up if your doe low
hoe, your bitch, your wife, your fianc
Need to cherish you you got more wifes than chi
So pretend like we both got nobody
Let's hop in the Ferrari and jump this party