lirik lagu turnt me up - fatt macc
[intro]
n~gga hatin’ up on the, uh, n~gga, turnt me up
n~gga hatin’ up on the kid, n~gga, turnt me up
[chorus]
i had to pop out, show them n~ggas, them n~ggas wasn’t turnt me up
i spent three hundred on a line, you n~ggas can’t get a cup
it’s like ten carats every diamond, them n~ggas done turnt me up
just walked in neimans, blew a dime and i ain’t give a f~ck (f~ck)
i hit his ho, he made me mad, these n~ggas done turnt me up
i book your flight and blow them racks, that n~gga ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’
i flew to cali’, bought a box, the streets done turnt me up
and you can’t pull no more of them scams, bae done burnt them up
[verse 1]
just spent like sixty on a car, i’m trappin’ out a duck
ain’t no way thе load gone, they fresh out thе truck
i missed the dm with the tab, he thought i sold him tuss’ (jugg)
i got a load in from houston, fresh up out the tub (on god)
an ugly b~tch up on the road, she look like a pug
i told lil’ bro, “don’t fly them bags” and he look like a thug
if you gon’ go get ’em tonight, then you can make a dub
he got a stick under a dress, you think he signed to thug
you talkin’ ’bout takin’ somethin’ from me, b~tch, can you take a slug?
i got a gun smaller two fingers with me in the club (on god)
he keep on askin’, “is it candy?” i ain’t smoke a bud (no)
country boys just bought like thirty bags and i ain’t even budged (jugg)
[chorus]
i had to pop out, show them n~ggas, them n~ggas wasn’t turnt me up
i spent three hundred on a line, you n~ggas can’t get a cup
it’s like ten carats every diamond, them n~ggas done turnt me up
just walked in neimans, blew a dime and i ain’t give a f~ck (f~ck)
i hit his ho, he made me mad, these n~ggas done turnt me up
i book your flight and blow them racks, that n~gga ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’
i flew to cali’, bought a box, the streets done turnt me up
and you can’t pull no more of them scams, bae done burnt them up
[verse 2]
you was goin’ to sunday school and i was really thuggin’ (thuggin’)
it was dry around my way, i still made it flood (i made it flood)
you ain’t been up out the way, but you still hollerin’, “cuz”
he keep his panties up his ass, boy, your ass a girl (b~tch)
he throwin’ tantrums on his period, he must be a blood
and shawty reachin’ over, tapin’ her friends like, “he must be the plug” (dub)
n~gga, even einstein couldn’t even add me up (on god)
and every time i hit the counter, it wasn’t nothin’ but love (b~tch)
them weak~ass raps, he probably need a blunt to get a buzz
if that load gon’ drop today, n~gga, it ain’t no tellin’ (i’m trappin’)
i paid six hundred for a wig, i like my b~tches s~xy (on god)
i was really on some gangster sh~t while you was watchin’ belly (n~gga)
[chorus]
i had to pop out, show them n~ggas, them n~ggas wasn’t turnt me up
i spent three hundred on a line, you n~ggas can’t get a cup
it’s like ten carats every diamond, them n~ggas done turnt me up
just walked in neimans, blew a dime and i ain’t give a f~ck (f~ck)
i hit his ho, he made me mad, these n~ggas done turnt me up
i book your flight and blow them racks, that n~gga ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’
i flew to cali’, bought a box, the streets done turnt me up
and you can’t pull no more of them scams, bae done burnt them up
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