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 you on a lil' adventure, ya dig? (Yeaaaaaaaaaah)
I'm commin round

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

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

2 - Yukmouth]
She said her nigga used to her to the tropics
All of the flawless
Prada boots he copped it, Gucci he copped it
Now, switch the
You the chronic or that hypnotic or ex pills, let's get it poppin'
I have you topless don't stop it
of that chronic, hypnotic its only logic
I put it deep in ya stomach and make you run it, cum from it
The pun ani get crushed pun done it
Ya man, ya husband, ya dude, ya
Need to you; you got an ass like Beyonce
A face like Mya a like Free
like the queen bee with tattoos 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, bang six in the mornin'!

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