| Weed by the pound, lean in my cup
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| All these bitches coming 'round and they leaving here with us
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| The homie’s got the four pound if you tryna press your luck
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| Get it wrong, yeah you niggas know what’s up
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| Bitch we 'bout to turn up
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| Uh, yeah, uh, turn up
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| Uh, yeah, uh, turn up
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| Dropping dope just like a dread head
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| Tatted like a cholo, Actavis in my solo cup
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| Drinking like a pound of, yup
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| Looking for a hoe to fuck and suck
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| Hella blunt, like the shit I’m smoking
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| motion, dead the bottle soon as that motherfucker open
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| Yeah so, as I parlay through the beach
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| If it’s beef, call my niggas from the Naughtys, tires screech
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| Hammers busting, no discussion
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| Leave him red like he was blushing, damn
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| Son of Sam, run the game like I was Vince McMahon
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| Going ham, yup, high as Mars
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| Plan of ours, drop some bars, buy some cars
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| All my niggas ball, Abdul-Jabbar
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| Killing shit nigga, Freddy, Jason, mixed with Chucky
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| If the bitch fuck me she lucky, only worried 'bout my bucks be
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| Posted with my niggas and we chilling
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| Two twin Glocks, Warren Sapp in the building
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| Turning up the spot and we dope dealing
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| White bitches give me top, I supply the coke they sniffing
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| And she fucking with them G’s, fucking with them key’s
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| Keys open doors, after I fuck she gotta leave
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| Posted with the team, forty with a beam
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| Niggas on my tip, make them young dro show the lean
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| Uh, in the trap I grand hustle
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| Birds in the stove, bands in the duffle
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| Money equals power, power equals muscle
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| Give his ass a lead shower, turn his picture to a puzzle
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| Motherfucking Fatts |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Turn Up, artist - Joey Fatts. Album song Chipper Jones EP Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп