Luyện nghe bài hát Turnt

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

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

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

Do this while I do that, we good tru dat
Come on baby be you, get on it I see you
up, all the way to the ceiling
Burn up, till you ain't got no
On my phone, hear it
Talkin' bout you gon' it
Beat it up, I black out
Cash out, out

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

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

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

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

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

Got a picnic table my
up, blow the horn "Girl we gotta go"
You come out lookin' like a Pot 'o
Now they tryna cramp our style, Horse
I'm like "What's yo name? yo phone number?"
I kill that woah, Manslaughter
You so sexy man I ain't
Shorty I'll drink your bath
Ferragamo's are my
Got my loafers on the
And I'm drinkin' out the
Man I'm gonna a bib
Lookin' like a kid, you what it is
Tell you where to go, man I you what I did
You ain't kickin' it, you get out
I don't sand to my beach house
And your body must be
it already done leaked out

I need
Sexy (Ratchet) (Ratchet)
That leather
it's hot outside in the summer time (Ratchet)
I need that (Ratchet)
Ready to back (Ratchet)
drop top in December, or mid winter (Ratchet)

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