Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Turn It Down, artist - Joey Cool. Date of issue: 26.09.2019
Song language: English
Turn It Down |
| Swankin' on these bitches in the old school |
| Ridin' 'round wreakin' havoc on 'em with the top down |
| I got the recipe for what you need boy |
| It’s evident, we got ahead of it, this shit is ours now |
| I can be a disrespectful little prick |
| Homie told me that I prolly need to take it 'bout a notch down |
| Fuck you ain’t heard boy, I’m hot clown |
| How the fuck I’m 'posed to turn this shit a notch down |
| Kill it like Sinatra, rock a stage then it’s dinner with the mafia |
| I’m finna get up in this proper |
| Gon' send the calamari with the pasta |
| On Jamaican pepper, shrimp and with the lobster |
| Baby lookin' like she dressin' for the Oscars |
| Everybody know exactly what I’m not bruh |
| Fuck up out my face, I’m tryna realign my chakras |
| Coolie baby a product, I’m coming from it |
| If ever there was a problem well I ain’t running from it |
| If we gon' talk up percentage, I give a hundred of it |
| If we gon' talk about pushing, I need another button |
| I’m George Bush with the lemon, baby I’m up to something |
| The Strange gang is rejuvenated, we fucking something |
| A bunch of choppas and shootas with us, who fucking want it |
| But they say Coolie is calculated, look at him gunning |
| I know the audience love it cause they applaud and we buzzing |
| We in it, all the discussions, basis of rap |
| I know we 'posed to be thugging |
| But see a pit of the lovers, support we get from the people, we get attached |
| I know that some disappear and I keep it civil but really with my credentials, |
| I tapped and they fucking snapped |
| My paperwork is impeccable, I’m delectable, too respectable |
| You like an edible, take a nap |
| Swankin' on these bitches in the old school |
| Ridin' 'round wreakin' havoc on 'em with the top down |
| I got the recipe for what you need boy |
| It’s evident, we got ahead of it, this shit is ours now |
| I can be a disrespectful little prick |
| Homie told me that I prolly need to take it 'bout a notch down |
| Fuck you ain’t heard boy, I’m hot clown |
| How the fuck I’m 'posed to turn this shit a notch down |
| Cigarette smokin', jack drinkin', hell raisin' |
| I ain’t never been the one to keep it basic |
| Little bitch pay attention when I say shit |
| Don’t nobody move a muscle till I say bitch |
| And they don’t like it but things that done changed bitch |
| They done gave these niggas change shit is dangerous |
| Me and Jamie goin' hammer on the same shit |
| Got the mannerisms of the gentleman and made men |
| All this fuckery around, I prolly should have stayed in |
| I wouldn’t be demanding of it, coming if I caved in |
| And if it’s not for nothing, this is something I was raised in |
| But Joey your controller, need to takin' over Taven |
| Anything I want I can grab it, I got the usual habits |
| Lil homie you are dramatic, I thought that you was a savage |
| And tried to use you for status, I’m tryna move a lil cabbage |
| See I ain’t using the backend, see I ain’t, fuck it |
| Swankin' on these bitches in the old school |
| Ridin' 'round wreakin' havoc on 'em with the top down |
| I got the recipe for what you need boy |
| It’s evident, we got ahead of it, this shit is ours now |
| I can be a disrespectful little prick |
| Homie told me that I prolly need to take it 'bout a notch down |
| Fuck you ain’t heard boy, I’m hot clown |
| How the fuck I’m 'posed to turn this shit a notch down |