Keri Hilson, Lil Wayne - Turnin' Me On lyrics

Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana.U.S.

[Keri Hilson, Lil Wayne - Turnin' Me On lyrics]

Yeah like this
Where you at, shawty?

You fly as hell, swagger right
Brown skin poppin'
You know just how to talk to me
Know just how I like it
You turnin' me on, you turnin' me on
You turnin' me on
Now wait a minute, lil' buster
You got one more time to feel on my booty
Better recognize a lady that ain't
The way you do me
You turnin' me off, you turnin' me off
You turnin' me off
Better recognize a real woman

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
You ever try to get that close to me
You better come correct how you 'proachin' me
Dime divas, give it to me ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
I gotta be feelin' your energy
I gotta be for sure that you're into me
Recognize a real woman

Goin' up on it, you actin' like you want it
And you stuntin' like your daddy
Checkin' for this little mama
You turnin' me on, you turnin' me on
You turnin' me on
Now, wait a minute, lil' buster
Now, you don't even know me but
You wanna take me shopping you a lame
I can tell it ain't big shit poppin'
You turnin' me off, you turnin' me off
You turnin' me off
Better recognize a real woman

All you wanna do is holler
At the cutest broad
To get up in them drawers
Got money, don't try to buy me bottles
Got my own dollars I could buy
The bar if I wanted

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
You ever try to get that close to me
You better come correct how you 'proachin' me
Dime divas, give it to me ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
I gotta be feelin' your energy
I gotta be for sure that you're into me
(Ah ah ah, ah ah, ahem)
Recognize a real woman (Ha)

I'm fly as hell, swagger right
Brown skin poppin' like dynamite
Raw like China white, mama, I
Dig your persona, right
You look baby mama-type
I know that got you kinda hype
My ice is albino-white
I hope your vagina tight, I go underwater and
I hope your piranha bite, hahaha!
Hot Carter, I'ma kiss the spot for you
And I'ma kiss it till you
Scream wait a minute, motherfucker, ha!
Yeah, I turn you on like a handle
Like a television on the Weather Channel
'Cause, I make it rain, girl
Now call me Wayne, girl
You just an earthling
You ain't never been to Wayne's World
I play to win, I bait 'em in
I do my thing, now
You're in love with an alien
Polow on the beat, and Weezy F
I'm at the plate again
Keri, if you pitch it at me
I'ma swing away at it
Someone better play the fence
Someone better tell 'em 'bout me
Baby, I'm the shit
And that's the only thing you smell around me
Weezy F baby, don't forget the F around me
And if you do, then get the F from 'round me

You're turnin' me off (Ha, ha) yeah, yeah
Polow! I told you, I got you
Ms keri, baby (Ms keri, baby)

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
You ever try to get that close to me
You better come correct how you 'proachin' me
Dime divas, give it to me
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I gotta be feelin' your energy
I gotta be for sure that you're into me
Recognize a real woman

Hahaha yeah
Ms keri, baby and Young Weezy, baby
It's Young Mula, baby hahaha
Ayo, keep all my vocals too, Polow, man
Don't you laugh now yeah!

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