Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Turn Left Turn Right, artist - Smoove'L.
Date of issue: 30.06.2020
Song language: English
Turn Left Turn Right |
Shout out DatBoi nigga |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
Gang, gang, gang, on gang |
Mmm, she got a body like Nicki, ooh baby |
(Luca on the track) |
Give me the addy then I’m poppin' up |
Once I get the location |
Turn left, turn right |
Mmm, then I’m pullin' off |
I’m movin' wop, movin' wop |
I got a drop from a chop |
She like a nigga who pockets be bigger |
A vet with the strokes and be making her thicker |
And do what he want, and do what he want (and do what he want) |
Yeah, yeah |
Baby who fuckin' with me, ain’t no competitor |
Shitting on opps, getting this guap, I’m way ahead of them |
Yeah, yeah |
She got a nigga, and I got a bitch, it ain’t no tellin' though |
I’m feeling very elite, niggas know I got the streets |
I’m married to fashion |
Uh, uh, uh, I’m breaking her back in |
I’m hearing she got a body like Nicki, she got a body like RiRi |
But none of that matter if the pussy is wack |
If your pussy trash, bitch I’ma spit on your back |
If it’s not wet on to the next |
I’m too lit of a nigga, I can’t be attached |
I be stylin', I’m flexin' with racks |
I got money I know how to act |
I’ma go put it up |
I don’t care if I’m rich, if you owe me I want it back |
I see them crackin' fours we gon' start a fight |
We gon' end up and end the whole litty night |
Boom, bow, I’ma drop his ass |
Boom, bow, I got the back |
I gotta chill where my niggas at, the whole gang eat, I break bread |
Yeah we be arguin' and shit, but it would not be about a bitch |
I think she winning cause she got no flaws |
Ain’t no competing she badder than all |
Her hair to her ass, all of that cute shit |
And not any nigga could get in her drawers |
She my type, she the one I like |
Pull up on me, baby |
I wanna fuck, I wanna fuck |
Once I get the location |
Turn left, turn right |
Mmm, then I’m pullin' off |
I’m movin' wop, movin' wop |
I got a drop from a chop |
She like a nigga who pockets be bigger |
A vet with the strokes and be making her thicker |
And do what he want, and do what he want (and do what he want) |
Yeah, yeah |
Baby who fuckin' with me, ain’t no competitor |
Shitting on opps, getting this guap, I’m way ahead of them |
Yeah, yeah |
She got a nigga, and I got a bitch, it ain’t no tellin' though |
I’m feeling very elite, niggas know I got the streets |