Jadakiss, Future, Wale - Turn Up lyrics
Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
Wale [Olubowale Victor Akintimehin] Washington, D.C., U.S. 🇺🇸
[Jadakiss, Future, Wale - Turn Up lyrics]
DC shit, Double M G genius, Folarin
What up Kiss? Work
Here I'm saying that the
Game need a resurrection
So I keep it genuine, fresh
And always introspective
This pen and pencil should be a Ginsu
My shit will get through
You bitches foul and we official
Nigga, find a new position
You niggas on the couch without
No fucking Jeremy Lin moves
Fast bitches in a slow limo
Rather that 62, but the shit's so big
I do forget doe i could use this tempo
Got a model joint, high heel, she 6'4"
But it don't mean shit though
When a nigga call I bet she gon get low
Ha, DC up to YO
The writer of the ribbon in the
Sky could see that I'm dope
Right when everybody else turned
Down we turn up
Bottles poppin' and we smokin' the
Loud we turn up
Lookin out and see you wondering
How we turn up
By the time they get me poppin
And now we turn up, turn up
Ice T's, one layer players over dungarees
Fresh cut, iced out, true blue number 3s
Everybody smokin' good
We just got a hundred piece
Tryna stay sucka free
Still runnin' from the Ds
Ballin' just a hobby homie
We ain't tryna get you mad
Baddest bitches in the world in
The lobby catching cabs nothin' on the arm
Everything paid for in cash
Perforated leather on the seat
Suede on the dash
Lotta niggas like to spend, yeah
Well I love to stash
Muthafuckin' chopper in the trunk
Gloves and the mask most niggas get guilt
Couple niggas get a pass
A few niggas hit their number right
Before they hit the gas
Right when everybody else turned
Down we turn up
Bottles poppin' and we smokin' the
Loud we turn up
Lookin out and see you wondering
How we turn up
By the time they get me poppin
And now we turn up, turn up
They watching me like paparazzi
They wanna know if I'm really in Versace
I'm with this bitch, I'm watching hockey
They got my swag on copy
They wanna know my every move
What kind of girls I like
What kind of girls I do
Can't nothin' prepare you for fame
It's not a game
You gotta be mentally sane inside your brain
Any drug that I ever did, I never became
I never let it get the best of me
The stronger I became hard as I work you can
Never take from my name
I'd been in the mud and felt
The fire come from the flame
These rappers asking around out of town
Did I slang
I can't respond to these comments
I can't convict my game
I talked to Jada one day and
Knew I had made a change
I used to listen to LOX
Screaming I bought a Glock
I pledge allegiance to Biggie I'll
Never talk to cops
I'll make this rapping an easy
3 bands until I drop
Right when everybody else turned
Down we turn up
Bottles poppin' and we smokin' the
Loud we turn up
Lookin out and see you wondering
How we turn up
By the time they get me poppin
And now we turn up, turn up
What up Kiss? Work
Here I'm saying that the
Game need a resurrection
So I keep it genuine, fresh
And always introspective
This pen and pencil should be a Ginsu
My shit will get through
You bitches foul and we official
Nigga, find a new position
You niggas on the couch without
No fucking Jeremy Lin moves
Fast bitches in a slow limo
Rather that 62, but the shit's so big
I do forget doe i could use this tempo
Got a model joint, high heel, she 6'4"
But it don't mean shit though
When a nigga call I bet she gon get low
Ha, DC up to YO
The writer of the ribbon in the
Sky could see that I'm dope
Right when everybody else turned
Down we turn up
Bottles poppin' and we smokin' the
Loud we turn up
Lookin out and see you wondering
How we turn up
By the time they get me poppin
And now we turn up, turn up
Ice T's, one layer players over dungarees
Fresh cut, iced out, true blue number 3s
Everybody smokin' good
We just got a hundred piece
Tryna stay sucka free
Still runnin' from the Ds
Ballin' just a hobby homie
We ain't tryna get you mad
Baddest bitches in the world in
The lobby catching cabs nothin' on the arm
Everything paid for in cash
Perforated leather on the seat
Suede on the dash
Lotta niggas like to spend, yeah
Well I love to stash
Muthafuckin' chopper in the trunk
Gloves and the mask most niggas get guilt
Couple niggas get a pass
A few niggas hit their number right
Before they hit the gas
Right when everybody else turned
Down we turn up
Bottles poppin' and we smokin' the
Loud we turn up
Lookin out and see you wondering
How we turn up
By the time they get me poppin
And now we turn up, turn up
They watching me like paparazzi
They wanna know if I'm really in Versace
I'm with this bitch, I'm watching hockey
They got my swag on copy
They wanna know my every move
What kind of girls I like
What kind of girls I do
Can't nothin' prepare you for fame
It's not a game
You gotta be mentally sane inside your brain
Any drug that I ever did, I never became
I never let it get the best of me
The stronger I became hard as I work you can
Never take from my name
I'd been in the mud and felt
The fire come from the flame
These rappers asking around out of town
Did I slang
I can't respond to these comments
I can't convict my game
I talked to Jada one day and
Knew I had made a change
I used to listen to LOX
Screaming I bought a Glock
I pledge allegiance to Biggie I'll
Never talk to cops
I'll make this rapping an easy
3 bands until I drop
Right when everybody else turned
Down we turn up
Bottles poppin' and we smokin' the
Loud we turn up
Lookin out and see you wondering
How we turn up
By the time they get me poppin
And now we turn up, turn up