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)

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

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

I pull up on niggas, scene, murder scene
Green pushin' that 911, emergency,
Say nigga, I ain't heard of you
Bet my life heard of me
Bet you've heard I spit hot shit and I burn niggas, degree
zappers on 'em, no strap
I ain't gon' back
All I do is throw
All these hoes know
My pockets like ADS shocks, these pockets on me so fat
These diamonds on me they picture perfect, 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 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)