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Chris Webby - Turnt Up Lyrics

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  • [Intro, Dizzy Wright]
  • Like nah nah nah
  • Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
  • Nah nah
  • Nah
  • Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
  • [Verse 1, Webby]
  • C Web in the booth and I speak it real
  • Got another beat to kill
  • And I be roasting mother*****ers
  • Rest In Peace Patrice O'Neil
  • Roll up another blunt
  • Now how that Diesel feel?
  • Got me swerving man
  • Who the f**k gave me the wheel?
  • Who the f**k gave me these pills?
  • Now I'm off in another dimension
  • In need of an intervention
  • Cause these drugs are too f*****g expensive
  • But I'm feeling terrific dude
  • Banging these broads with no f*****g protection
  • Yeah, what were you saying babe?
  • I wasn't paying any f*****g attention
  • Rumbling engine, rolling up in my Camaro and cruise
  • Living it like a pirate man
  • Always got me a barrel of booze
  • Skipping the food
  • Go right for the tiramisu
  • Sipping and ripping the bubbler
  • Puffing until I can barely move
  • Lay back and then stare at the moon, ooh
  • Bippidy bobbidy boo
  • Webby be ripping it properly too
  • Hipping and hopping and rambling s**t
  • Cause these pills I've been popping have got me confused
  • Screwed up, burn it down
  • Light it up, pass it around
  • I'm a bad boy b***h
  • You didn't know? You know it now
  • [Hook:]
  • We just doing what we doing, and we'll never give a f**k
  • Put some liquor in my bottle and some ganja rolled up
  • We just living like whatever and we'll never have enough
  • Bout to get this m**********r turned up (turned up)
  • Like nah nah nah
  • Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
  • Nah nah nah
  • Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
  • [Verse 2, Dizzy]
  • I'm not the one you want a problem with
  • Positive, you better follow it
  • Swear I'm ready for whatever standing in front of my mirror
  • Supporting my confidence
  • A little weed, you could throw it on top of this
  • We get it popping, yo b***h getting topless
  • Now that you know, n****s adopting the flow
  • N****s can't stop this s**t
  • The problem is we won't acknowledge it
  • But me and Webby (I wanna get that)
  • If that n***a wanna get mad, sit up and get up
  • And f**k that (get that)
  • Now I'm playing like a kid on the black top
  • Got the juice with a flat top
  • You got a flat face
  • Bad boy, it's a bad day
  • Look at me sideways, and I'ma hit you with a uppercut
  • Too cold, better bundle up
  • Huddle up cause we coming up
  • Turnt up, finna f**k it up
  • I guarantee that the crowd go crazy
  • When I hit the stage, you could bet a hunnit bucks
  • Boy we out here grindin
  • Smoking the finest, getting the highest
  • Getting the mommas, you know when I'm coming
  • Just smell for the ganja
  • Vegas, soldierz, taking over
  • Traveling and taking shots
  • Tattoo shops, don't forget the place to rock
  • I need a nasty girl to taste the c***
  • In the office, running all over these n****s
  • Like b*****s, you n****s is softer than n****s
  • That just got to prison, this Project X s**t is real
  • Somebody pass the god damn liquor
  • [Hook:]
  • [Verse 3: Webby]
  • That rap phenomenon
  • Inked up, looking like Comic Con, Rasta mon
  • H. A. M. On the mic, no Ramadan
  • Go on and on, and leave with a soccer mom
  • Cause I kill that beat
  • Roll one up in that Swisher Sweet
  • Sticky green, sticky green
  • With orange hairs, like Pete and Pete
  • Flowing double time when I... The beat
  • Holding up mine when I hit the street
  • Burn so much, I be high for weeks
  • Spit it so dirty, I need new sheets
  • My grinder's full, and I ain't talkin turkey, cheese
  • I'm talking ak47, Purple Kush and Sour D
  • Put it in the bowl, I'll get a dutchie rolled
  • Sprinkle some keef on it, and then away we go
  • Get in the flow, lighting up heady to dro
  • Partying on, got that confetti to throw
  • Killing the spot from the moment
  • That Webby'll step in the door
  • Hit some s**t, got my pencil gripped
  • Instrumental ripped, living life
  • Above the law, and way under the influence
  • Getting mine while the price high
  • What can I say? I'm pretty fly for a white guy
  • [Hook:]

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