2 Chainz, Cap-1 - Turn Up lyrics

I walked in, then I turnt up
Pockets full of hundreds
Shawty got a tan like she
Come from the Bahamas i do this all night
Man I should wear pajamas
Eatin' these rappers like a
School of piranhas
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up

I walked in, then I turn up
Got the Benz right in front us
All my friends on the come up
I'm like, damn, these niggas ain't a 100
Man I keep that shit a 100
All this bling cost me a 100

I walked in, then I turnt up
Pockets full of hundreds


Shawty got a tan like she
Come from the Bahamas i do this all night
Man I should wear pajamas
Eatin' these rappers like a
School of piranhas
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up

I got a recipe for my destiny
Southside niggas to the left of me
Southside niggas to the right of me
Southside niggas to the death of me
On Ecstasy, you couldn't fuck with me
Gettin' money is my specialty
Got the game on lock
And I got a mothafuckin' extra key
Excellence is my pedigree
Buy a car and seem petty to her
Then I paint the feet
Call that shit a pedicure
Niggas on the road ain't gettin' no money
That's a petty tour i can fuck your bitch
And act like I never knew her
She the shit, I'm manure
I'm a good pussy connoisseur
Keep it on the low
So sometimes I get pussy on the floor
I'm on top, so look down below
Told y'all I'm 'bout to blow
I'm 'bout the dough, I count
The dough, I cash out, then I'm out the door

I walked in, then I turnt up
Pockets full of hundreds
Shawty got a tan like she
Come from the Bahamas i do this all night
Man I should wear pajamas
Eatin' these rappers like a
School of piranhas
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up

I walked in, then I turn up
Then I set up on they muthafuckin' couch
Roll the weed with a burner got a bad bitch
And I make her hold my liquor
She got her girl with her
She don't know that I've been hittin' her
Red bottom shoes with the spikes all on it
Pockets full of 100s
Make all the bitches all want me
I be movin' through the city
100 niggas comin' with me
On the road of riches
It was some bitches takin' pictures
Roll a 3-5, put together two Swishers
Movin' like a box
Fuck around and get your issue
Man I'm pourin' up lean
Got me drinkin' out the pitcher
Walkin' in, amd I'm so sag coolin'
Trueys on, they gotta fuck with my movement
Southside Duffle Bag, nigga we boomin'
Look at how I do it it
Tell that I'm gettin' it
Plug on the way, I told that nigga 20 minutes
Ridin' real wheel through the city, nigga
Pimpin' first I go the Fifths
Then I'm headed up to Lenox
Spendin' big bags
Man I'm runnin' through a check
Work just in, got a pack in the jack
Show you how to move, niggas talkin' finesse
Probably cuff one, then I'm offin' the rest
(Gone)

I walked in, then I turnt up
Pockets full of hundreds
Shawty got a tan like she
Come from the Bahamas i do this all night
Man I should wear pajamas
Eatin' these rappers like a
School of piranhas
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up
Walked in, then I turn up, in then I turn up