Big Boi, Joi, Sleepy Brown - Turns Me On lyrics
[Big Boi, Joi, Sleepy Brown - Turns Me On lyrics]
Niggas don't fuck with a nigga like me
'Cause a nigga like me don't fuck around
Niggas don't fuck with a nigga like me
'Cause a nigga like me don't fuck around
Around
I know you see that no one's competin'
Ooh and that turns me on
Ooh, that turns me on
What turns me on about ya? I
Doubt ya have a clue
Sassy attitude and red bottom shoes
Got 'em mad at you
I do think you're fierce and
That you killin' them, of course
With the features of an angel and
The bottom of a horse
Thoroughbred, thorough head makes you moist
Like the dark fudge brownie with
The nut of your choice
Soakin' wet are the feathers
In the goose down
Who's loose now? You done let
The juice ooze down do smile
When you do it's on some "O-o-h Child"
Kiss you in the mouth
Juicy Fruit make you cool down
The naked truth, now ain't it true now?
Devine nectar, respect her, it ain't
Shit for me to prove, gal
You need some time, press the snooze down
I don't mind 'cause I'm hard as all
The iron in the tool house
Or tool shed, go and play it how you play it
When alarm sound off, round two is up ahead
Yeah
I know you see that
(It ain't goin' down without ya)
No one's competin'
(For what, girl? I already got ya)
Ooh and that turns me on
Ooh, that turns me on
Who gives a damn about the past?
I live for today, plan for the future
Pack a lunch and haul ass
Anyway, it ain't no time for no picnics
This that business
The slickness that get yo' chick hit quick
I make her drip all her liquids
Then get butt booty naked when I
Spit on some pimp shit make her leg shake so
She never loses interest
Callin' out my name when I'm askin'
"Whose is this?" nah, it's not a game
Ass fallin' out the frame
With my Polaroid camera
I have to take two flicks
She can't avoid all this stamina, we do this
With no steroids or other artificial juices
Therefore, she knows the undisputed truth
When I slip into the boudoir
Or slide into this booth
I'm kickin' it with you, ma
Like martial artists do
We can break boards and you can
Kick rocks or I'm through
I know you see that
(It ain't goin' down without ya)
No one's competin'
(For what, girl? I already got ya)
Ooh and that turns me on
Ooh, that turns me on
Sit yourself down on my big ol' bed
Turn ya body 'round here
Let me give you some
Don't you wanna make a freaky memory with me?
So later on you can think about
It then you'll be like, "Damn!"
It turns me on
I know you see that
(It ain't goin' down without ya)
No one's competin'
(For what, girl? I already got ya)
Ooh and that turns me on
Ooh, that turns me on
From the back playing backwards
Now from the front up in ya gut
More than enough scatting yeah
'Cause a nigga like me don't fuck around
Niggas don't fuck with a nigga like me
'Cause a nigga like me don't fuck around
Around
I know you see that no one's competin'
Ooh and that turns me on
Ooh, that turns me on
What turns me on about ya? I
Doubt ya have a clue
Sassy attitude and red bottom shoes
Got 'em mad at you
I do think you're fierce and
That you killin' them, of course
With the features of an angel and
The bottom of a horse
Thoroughbred, thorough head makes you moist
Like the dark fudge brownie with
The nut of your choice
Soakin' wet are the feathers
In the goose down
Who's loose now? You done let
The juice ooze down do smile
When you do it's on some "O-o-h Child"
Kiss you in the mouth
Juicy Fruit make you cool down
The naked truth, now ain't it true now?
Devine nectar, respect her, it ain't
Shit for me to prove, gal
You need some time, press the snooze down
I don't mind 'cause I'm hard as all
The iron in the tool house
Or tool shed, go and play it how you play it
When alarm sound off, round two is up ahead
Yeah
I know you see that
(It ain't goin' down without ya)
No one's competin'
(For what, girl? I already got ya)
Ooh and that turns me on
Ooh, that turns me on
Who gives a damn about the past?
I live for today, plan for the future
Pack a lunch and haul ass
Anyway, it ain't no time for no picnics
This that business
The slickness that get yo' chick hit quick
I make her drip all her liquids
Then get butt booty naked when I
Spit on some pimp shit make her leg shake so
She never loses interest
Callin' out my name when I'm askin'
"Whose is this?" nah, it's not a game
Ass fallin' out the frame
With my Polaroid camera
I have to take two flicks
She can't avoid all this stamina, we do this
With no steroids or other artificial juices
Therefore, she knows the undisputed truth
When I slip into the boudoir
Or slide into this booth
I'm kickin' it with you, ma
Like martial artists do
We can break boards and you can
Kick rocks or I'm through
I know you see that
(It ain't goin' down without ya)
No one's competin'
(For what, girl? I already got ya)
Ooh and that turns me on
Ooh, that turns me on
Sit yourself down on my big ol' bed
Turn ya body 'round here
Let me give you some
Don't you wanna make a freaky memory with me?
So later on you can think about
It then you'll be like, "Damn!"
It turns me on
I know you see that
(It ain't goin' down without ya)
No one's competin'
(For what, girl? I already got ya)
Ooh and that turns me on
Ooh, that turns me on
From the back playing backwards
Now from the front up in ya gut
More than enough scatting yeah