Kidnap U-Yukmouth
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TXT Kidnap U-Yukmouth 文本歌词
Hey girl what you doin? (Wooooooh)
You busy? (ooohhh)
Well let a ni**a come kidnap you, ya dig?" (ohhhh)
Scoop you up take you on a lil' adventure, ya dig? (Yeaaaaaaaaaah)
Aiight I'm commin round
She said her ni**a used to scoop her at the boxer
Take her for shrimp and lobster (uh-huh)
Rock her wrists out but b**ch he ain't a mobster
Yukmouth your best friend your lover and your father
The baller, I'll be the first to f**k you in the prowler (that's right)
Huh, I ain't gon call ya like them niggaz that jock ya
B**ch I ain't gon follow ya like niggaz that stalk ya (uh-huh)
Huh, I give ya space, call me up just to rock ya
Knock ya boots break ya off proper
Get loose ya head doctor
Let me kidnap you, hold you for ransom
No holdin' hands or romancin' just f**kin' to this anthem
Poppin champagne bottles and then some
I'm a boss like Tony Dense and money make me handsome
The coup make them wanna f**k a ni**a on the fluke
And them jewels make them b**ches pop that coochie like glue
So what you wan do? Barbeque a meal do?
I'll wheel through; steal you for a night, what's the deal boo? (Whooo oh oh)
Let me take you away to e*****y (Baby)
Baby done where you wanna be (ooh yeah)
Let me kidnap you.
Let me kidnap you tonite (c'mon baby)
Do everything you wanna do (c'mon baby whatever you want)
I jus wanna spend the nite with you (baby)
Let me kidnap you (yeaah)
Let me kidnap you tonite (ooohhh)
She said her ni**a used to take her to the tropics
All of the diamonds flawless
Prada boots he copped it, Gucci shoes he copped it
Now, switch the topic
You like the chronic or that hypnotic or ex pills, let's get it poppin'
I have you dancing topless don't stop it
Dropping of that chronic, hypnotic its only logic
I put it deep in ya stomach and make you run from it, cum from it
The pun ani get crushed like pun done it
Ya man, ya husband, ya dude, ya fianc
Need to cherish you; you got an a** like Beyonce
A face like Mya a body like Free
Tits like the queen bee with tattoos like eve, Bo!
Your man a geek he borin' out, tourin' out
Scoop you up at 3 in the morning ridin something foreign
And get ya wetter than rain wen its pourin'
I bang, bang, bang till six in the mornin'!
Well it's the heartbreaker, Mac makeup and Marc
Jacob at the large paper and spill ya pockets for me boss player (???)
I make em floss now make em think they'll toss later
Take me shoppin' for jew-ells and minx in Las Vegas
I cause paper Nyce-tee ain't a bimbo
I drive the Benzo the back seat is where ya friends go
Pedal to the metal in Gucci stilettos
I will punch the sh*t out-a b**ch I'm still ghetto
22 inch mo mo's them other hoes is so so
Me nolo trim's Louie bag colourful logo's
Hah, federal niggaz is a no no
I can't stand you hobo's
So step it the f**k up if your doe low
Your hoe, your b**ch, your wife, your fianc
Need to cherish you you got more wifes than libera chi
So let's pretend like we both got nobody
Let's hop in the Ferrari and jump start this party