Luyện nghe bài hát Turn Up

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

up
(Body bag) up
(Body bag)

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

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

I up on niggas, murder scene, murder scene
Green pushin' that 911, emergency,
Say nigga, I ain't heard of you
Bet my life you've of me
Bet you've heard I spit hot and I burn niggas, third degree
Just zappers on 'em, no
I ain't gon' back
All I do is racks
All hoes know that
My pockets lookin' like ADS shocks, pockets on me so fat
These diamonds on me they picture perfect, flash, nigga, call that, uh
All I is turn up
Bottles, to burn up
And it's blood all on my bitch shoes like she just caught a
And I'm money, word up
I'm ballin', nigga, up
And when it come to these hoes, I hit bitches, I up

up
(Body bag) up
(Body bag)