Turn the Beat Up (feat. Foxx, Lil Trill, Lil Phat & Webbie)

Mouse dropped the track, that'll make you bounce it back Aye DJ won't you play that song? Say aye DJ won't you play that song? Say aye DJ won't you play that song? Say aye DJ won't you play that song? Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Cut the air on Raise the window Turn the beat up, and we can run about Bring my drink hoe, bring it pronto 'Cause I'm retarded, I'm retanto You know what? Y'all better not fuck with my DJ 'Cause he the one thats gone let my beat play And y'all niggas better take it easy, 'Cause I'll catch it tomorrow evening Please believe it, I'm two pieces I'm a spender, you the cheapest A couple palm pilots, sex on the beaches Turn the cup up, like the music Aye DJ won't you play that song? Say aye DJ won't you play that song? Aye DJ wont you play that song? Say aye DJ won't you play that song? Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Hold on, stop the beat, gone turn me up The AC steady chunkin, but I'm burnin up Flies or mosquitos, swagger passed to me though Coming through the spot, hot com, where my people? All about the pesos, guap, the scrilla Self-Made youngin, not no ordinary nigga A black card swiper, a loud beat liker If the trunk ain't slappin' then your speakers ain't right bruh Gone turn the beat up Get your ass beat up, mad at me 'cause your ol' lady tryna eat the meat up I'm stuntin' in my Coogi's, fresher then some sushi Dude you 17? Gone, I don't play with cupids Money what I look like, money what I go get I wipe my ass with hundred dollar bills when I go shit Hollerin' at the DJ, Like, "Put it on replay" Play that "O let's do it" like we in Atlanta G.A. Aye DJ won't you play that song Say aye DJ won't you play that song? Aye DJ wont you play that song Say aye DJ won't you play that song? Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up DJ turn up the speakers, watch the crowd get off the meter See we're shoppin' out for Mitchells, see rappers they like to see us In the club we go to heartless, drinkin' like they alcoholic Bitch they callous, they my vice, on the second wish stripper howling I got a mess on him, sold his smoke and I rest on him Bitch your favourite rapper threw the seat, man, 'cause I'm next to him Four DJs, I mess with them, fresher, I be blessin' them Free up there in my squad, you'll hang with us, you're with him now Trill fam rollin', can't nobody hold us From the parents, the hunts, D.C.I, and Angola My Nigga bald head in San Quentin just told me, "Savage you the hardest boy And all these niggas know it" Went and took my lil' niggas out, that ass toatin' Gun tryna make it over here, we keep goin' I'm too street, the music business can't put up with me I got the streets, muthafuckas, y'all stunt with me Aye DJ won't you play that song? Say aye DJ won't you play that song? Say aye DJ won't you play that song? Say aye DJ won't you play that song? Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up Turn the beat up