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turn up - 2 chainz lyrics

[chorus: 2 chainz]
i walked in, then i turnt up, pockets full of hundreds
shawty got a tan like she come from the bahamas
i do this all night, man i should wear pajamas
eatin’ these rappers like a school of piranhas
walked in, then i turn up, in then i turn up
walked in, then i turn up, in then i turn up
walked in, then i turn up, in then i turn up
walked in, then i turn up, in then i turn up

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
i walked in, then i turn up
got the benz right in front us, all my friends on the come up
i’m like, d-mn, these n-ggas ain’t a 100
man i keep that sh-t a 100, all this bling cost me a 100

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
i got a recipe for my destiny, southside n-ggas to the left of me
southside n-ggas to the right of me, southside n-ggas to the death of me
on ecstasy, you couldn’t f-ck with me, gettin’ money is my specialty
got the game on lock, and i got a mothaf-ckin’ extra key
excellence is my pedigree, buy a car and seem petty to her
then i paint the feet, call that sh-t a pedicure
n-ggas on the road ain’t gettin’ no money, that’s a petty tour
i can f-ck your b-tch, and act like i never knew her
she the sh-t, i’m manure, i’m a good p-ssy connoisseur
keep it on the low, so sometimes i get p-ssy on the floor
i’m on top, so look down below, told y’all i’m ’bout to blow
i’m ’bout the dough, i count the dough, i cash out, then i’m out the door

[verse 3: cap 1]
i walked in, then i turn up
then i set up on they m-th-f-ckin’ couch, roll the weed with a burner
got a bad b-tch, and i make her hold my liquor
she got her girl with her, she don’t know that i’ve been hittin’ her
red bottom shoes with the spikes all on it
pockets full of 100s, make all the b-tches all want me
i be movin’ through the city, 100 n-ggas comin’ with me
on the road of riches, it was some b-tches takin’ pictures
roll a 3-5, put together two swishers
movin’ like a box, f-ck around and get your issue
man i’m pourin’ up lean, got me drinkin’ out the pitcher
walkin’ in, amd i’m so sag coolin’
trueys on, they gotta f-ck with my movement
southside duffle bag, n-gga we boomin’
look at how i do it it, tell that i’m gettin’ it
plug on the way, i told that n-gga 20 minutes
ridin’ real wheel through the city, n-gga, pimpin’
first i go the fifths, then i’m headed up to lenox
spendin’ big bags, man i’m runnin’ through a check
work just in, got a pack in the jack
show you how to move, n-ggas talkin’ finesse
probably cuff one, then i’m offin’ the rest (gone!)

- 2 chainz lyrics

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