Luyện nghe bài hát Turnt

People think I'm
But I you 'cause you crazy too
(Radio Killa!)

Red light special, undress me the candle light
up in this bidness
Watch me do all of things you like
I'm ready to go, to blow like Grammy night
In the back of limousine
bob, and Angeline

All you do, is the say the word
And be right there on ya
All you do, is the say the word
And I'll be right for ya

Do this while I do that, we like tru dat
Come on be you, get on it while I see you
up, all the way to the ceiling
Burn up, you ain't got no feeling
On my phone, let's it
Talkin' bout you kill it
it up, until I black out
Cash out, out

I that
Sexy (Ratchet) (Ratchet)
black leather
When it's hot in the summer time (Ratchet)
She need cocky (Ratchet)
to cock back (Ratchet)
That drop top in December, or mid (Ratchet)

Turnt up, up, turnt up, boy
Turnt up, turnt up, up, boy
everything you do
Baby I'm in with you
up, turnt up, turnt up, boy
Turnt up, up, turnt up, boy
People think I'm
But I love you you crazy too

You're my black special
She hotter a flame tonight
up in this ho
And her do all the things I like
Say you the why
All of these rap niggas singing
She said you the why
All of cute girls got babies
All you do is say what's happening
And I'll be there baby
All you do is say what's popping
And I'll be there shorty
On the like
Siri, I told you I was gon' it
Got my chains all on jelly
Where Michelle at? Kelly?

I need
(Ratchet) Sophisticated (Ratchet)
That leather
When it's hot outside in the summer (Ratchet)
She need cocky (Ratchet)
to cock back (Ratchet)
That drop top in December, or mid (Ratchet)

Turnt up, up, turnt up, boy
up, turnt up, turnt up, boy
Loving you do
Baby I'm in with you
up, turnt up, turnt up, boy
Turnt up, turnt up, up, boy
think I'm crazy
But I you 'cause you crazy too

Got a table my automo
up, blow the horn "Girl we gotta go"
You out lookin' like a Pot 'o Gold
Now they tryna our style, Charley Horse
I'm like "What's yo name? What's yo number?"
I that thang woah, Manslaughter
You so sexy man I ain't
Shorty I'll your bath water
Ferragamo's are my
Got my loafers on the
And I'm drinkin' out the
Man I'm need a bib
like a kid, tell you what it is
Tell you where to go, man I you what I did
You kickin' it, you get kicked out
I don't bring sand to my beach
And your body must be
'Cause it already leaked out

I need
Sexy (Ratchet) (Ratchet)
That black
it's hot outside in the summer time (Ratchet)
I need cocky (Ratchet)
Ready to cock (Ratchet)
That drop top in December, or mid (Ratchet)

Turnt up, turnt up, up, boy
Turnt up, turnt up, up, boy
everything you do
Baby I'm in love you
Turnt up, turnt up, up, boy
up, turnt up, turnt up, boy
People think I'm
But I love you you crazy too