| Turn me up, turn me up, turn me up! |
| turn me up!
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| Yo! |
| turn me up, turn me up! |
| up some more!
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| Up — up some more! |
| Up — up some more!
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| Yeah, up up some more!
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| I walk in the club so dashing
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| In the latest BBC fashion
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| The light from the strip club flashing
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| Keep the sparkle in my ear rings dancing
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| We’re hundred G makers till they cremate us
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| Skateboard P in the lime-green gators
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| White chinchilla, million dollar neck glitter
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| Yeah, I got security, see that gorilla
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| When you got money, it’s hard to hide it
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| Took my hand out my pocket and watched her eyes get
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| Big; |
| took a million to supersize it
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| All the bitches saying hey like my name was Isaac
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| Why you put me on blast like that?
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| Shit, why you shaking wit an ass like that?
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| Beside, s I wasn’t really trying to smash like that
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| I got a girl, bitch I ain’t fast like that
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| This Miami, time’s wasting
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| Bet that bass line keep you shaking
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| Look, end of the night all my niggas is waiting
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| Uh uh, not me ma, told ya I’m taken |