Luyện nghe bài hát Turn Up

(Young on the beat)
I you love my body, babe, yeah (yeah, hitmaker)
I you love my body, babe, yeah
I know you love my body, babe, yeah, yeah yeah

up
(Body bag) up
(Body bag)

on my mind, Bonnie, you be Clyde
Don't you wanna ride or 'Cause I keep it tight
9-5, he be on his grind
Red-bottoms and Louboutins, you know the things I
Give me all your money 'cause don't do it like I
bottles I pour every night, yeah
Always on your mind, just a matter of
Bad bitches they linking up, shorty, they see I
Let me tell you something these girls are scared to tell you
Yeah, all for you, so you know you're supposed to
Give me all your time, me that you're mine
Yellow tape outside, chalk the lines

up
(Body bag) up
Meek okay! (Body bag)

I pull up on niggas, murder scene, murder
pushin' that 911, emergency, emergency
Say nigga, I never heard of you
Bet my life you've of me
Bet you've heard I spit hot and I burn niggas, third degree
Just on 'em, no strap
I gon' hold back
All I do is throw
All these know that
My pockets lookin' like ADS shocks, these on me so fat
These diamonds on me picture perfect, they flash, nigga, call that, uh
All I know is up
Bottles, to burn up
And it's blood all on my bitch like she just caught a murder
And I'm gettin' money, up
I'm ballin', nigga, up
And when it come to these hoes, I hit bitches, I up

up
(Body bag) up
(Body bag)