Young Thug, Travis Porter - Turn It Up 4 Me lyrics

(Travis Porter)
Shake that ass for my brothers (Uh)
Clap that ass for my brothers, yeah
(Woo,  yeah) do your thing my niggas, yeah
Yeah (Thugger)

Lil' mama, she clappin' her booty (Yeehaw)
Lil' mama, she don't got no cooties (Dig)
If she don't got class, then she tutor
(She don't)
But she don't got no hair on her cootie
(She don't)
We don't got hammers on the woolie (Yeehaw)
She hang with some bloods and she boolin'
(Brrrr)
I don't gotta aim with a woolie (I don't)
But, I'm just like Nike, I do it (Hey)

Turnin' up for me, baby
Turnin' up for me, woah, woah
Turnin' up for me, baby


Turn it up for me, woah, woah
I'm with all my fuckin' bros
I'm with all these fuckin' woes
I'm with all my fuckin' goons
We can fill the whole fuckin' room

Turnin' up for me, baby
Turnin' up for me, woah, woah
Turnin' up for me, baby
Turnin' up for me, woah, woah
Turn it up for me, baby
(Turn up, turn up, woah)
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Turn it up for me, woah, woah

Turn it up for me, baby
Turn it up for me (Yee)
Travis Porter, Thugger Thugger
Bitch, this shit ain't free (Bitch)
Now we go shoppin' on Melrose
This beat go hard as some shell toes
Rockin' more red than Death Row
Workin' the midgy whenever the kush gone
Don't need no key 'cause it push home
I push a button and it turn on
Roll a blunt and pour the syrup on
Coupe bigger than the Georgia Dome
In the coupe gettin' Georgia dome
Squattin' in it with the Forgis on
Come shake that ass and you
Might get some provolone
Lay that shit down and we
Came in with 20 tones

Turnin' up for me, baby
Turnin' up for me, woah, woah
Turnin' up for me, baby
Turn it up for me, woah, woah
I'm with all my fuckin' bros
I'm with all these fuckin' woes
I'm with all my fuckin' goons
We can fill the whole fuckin' room

Turnin' up for me, baby
Turnin' up for me, woah, woah
Turnin' up for me, baby
Turnin' up for me, woah, woah
Turn it up for me, baby
(Turn up, turn up, woah)
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Turn it up for me, woah, woah

I be with a bunch of Gs
You know I got racks on me
Yeezy boot come to my knees
That lil' bitch harassing me
That lil' bitch love all my songs
That lil' bitch don't turn me on
Police keep harassing me
Gotta turn my headlights on
I'm on somethin', yeah
She let that pussy go for 400, yeah
She I left her nose runnin', yeah
That lil' bitch be SOP (yeah)
Turn it up for me, baby
Turn it up for Juju please
Turn it up for me, baby
Turn it up for all my boys
You can see them diamonds bright
'Cause we got that icing on
Turn it up for me, baby
I can see you in the crowd
You wildin' out, I'm leanin' down
You showed your tit's, I cracked a smile
(Hey)
Do what you do, girl, you know that I like it
You and your friend, girl
I know that y'all dykin'
Kiss on each other, I'm gettin' excited
Pulled out the rubber, ain't rollin' no dices
Travy and Thugger got bitches, man
Travy and Thugger got bitches, man
Bitch hit my phone, I'm a business man
(Business)
Just turn it off for my people then
(yeah, yeah)

Turnin' up for me, baby
Turnin' up for me, woah, woah
Turnin' up for me, baby
Turn it up for me, woah, woah
I'm with all my fuckin' bros
I'm with all these fuckin' woes
I'm with all my fuckin' goons
We can fill the whole fuckin' room

Turnin' up for me, baby
Turnin' up for me, woah, woah
Turnin' up for me, baby
Turnin' up for me, woah, woah
Turn it up for me, baby
(Turn up, turn up, woah)
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Turn it up for me, woah, woah

Thugger