Daz Dillinger - Turn Up Lyrics
All my ladies in the club turn up, turn upAll my fellows in the club turn upAll my ladies in the club turn up, turn upAll my fellows in the club turn upGet off your a** and get upYou said that you're downN***a you ain't with usWe got bad b*****s lookin' at usN***a what's up?What's up?She throws upAnd the way she shakes that a**She can make a couple hundredFrom a caterpillar to a butterflyFrom a lady to a womanDon't make me turn upAnd start just to do itI start throwin' bombs at the b***hStreet money, no filthy richBouncin' on that p***yYou bouncin' on my d**kSay God damn!3 bad b*****s in the middle a** weekI say god damnSo turn it upFor the dazAll my ladies in the club turn up, turn upAll my fellows in the club turn up,All my ladies in the club turn up, turnAll my fellows in the club turn upAll I do is turn upOg cush we burn upHold that brochure, don't concern usMe and daddy back in the kitchenGet the moveHold your b***hIn the club they lovin' meEvery girl come huggin' meIn the state, in the clubGot a couple girls that are lovin' meBad hoes they love a swagThe ugly hoe be so madWhen I come through and they dropThey talk with a black manAll my ni***z they're rich homiesAin't about moneyThat s**t is phonyStay turn and not brokeYou stay hurt and not brokeAll my ladies in the club turn up, turn upAll my fellows in the club turn upAll my ladies in the club turn up, turn upAll my fellows in the club turn upYeah we bad, we badFrom Cali down South you know we got that sackN***a, n***a, n***a eeny-miny-moGot molly, coke or droWhere the bombers dropWhen you find it let me knowIf that p***y rolls6 a** moving onTo the beat with an empty freakUp she got to doAnd you know I'm a real n***aBurn up, burn upAnd I'm a real b***hTurn up, turn upAll my ladies in the club turn up, turn upAll my fellows in the club turn upAll my ladies in the club turn up, turn upAll my fellows in the club turn up
