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Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp If you want it, you can get it right here You can get stuffed in the trunk in the rear Niggas gettin; dumped in the peer Rollin' thru the truck with a blunt thru the ear Think it till you make the dope, you're not a hard roller I sip two beers, I can turn bipolar Skeet so crazy, I've lived out? No mortal will fuck with the strip and trust Everybody got stuck on that road to stardum But the banks aren't empty, shanks aren't empty My brain's all safety, I'm locked to the beat Neva fall off, even if I loose my feet I work all day, so I sleep all night Then wake up with the Bentley with the football lights That's how I took yo wife Told her, baby, we can kick it like in football high Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Sticky fingers, god in the underground Girls like OMG when I come around You waskally wabbits, now I gotta gun 'em down First you want a beat, now you givin' me the runaround I'll take yo pot, you give me my respect See if you pass this reality check I'm from Ret, but rest assured When it come to my niggas, less is more Yeah, I took the hustlers on They said money don't go, I'll trade yo mike for yo girl Make smth outta nothin', that's my up plan We don't play? but we got the club swingin' A pr-pr-pr-pr-praaoduct, don't need no chainer Don't need no grants, don't need no favors I'll wait so loud, I don't need no neighbors Shawty don't give no head, now that's a no window Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp Er'body, TurnDaFucUp
Writer(s): Kirk Jones, Fred Lee Scruggs, Manuel Rueckert, Detleft Keller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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