Turn Around

Turn around we need to walk it out
Come around we need to talk it out
Come down we need to sort it out
Feeling proud I wanna work it out

Turn around we need to sort it out
Colours in my brain I be going so insane
I be Switching up my clothes she be switching up her game
She jumping out a rocket she be fiening for the fame
Like ay okay I'm in my pocket I got two chains in my wallet
I got 50 cents in my socket I got demons in my closet
Turn around turn around turn around
Reaching for the stars but she reaching for the clouds
She falling down but fallen to the ground singing loud
All year round

Turn around we need to walk it out
Come around we need to talk it out
Come down we need to sort it out
Feeling proud I wanna work it out

Oh no oh no I be in my pocket
For sure, higher then a rocket
Blast off no time to stop it
Oh no sitting in a cockpit
She be at my shows I be buying her clothes
She be in my dreams man her wrist clean
Damn she fall for the hype that's just what I like
That's just my type chick that cooks me rice she fulfils my life
She can be my wife she can be my uh
I just wanna get the bag I just wanna get the cash
I just wanna be me don't need no team
She's all I got she's all I want
We don't need no pics we don't need no flash
I'll take them all since she's so hot uh

Turn around we need to walk it out
Come around we need to talk it out
Come down we need to sort it out
Feeling proud, I wanna work it out



Credits
Writer(s): Harry Belafonte, Malvina Reynolds, Alan Greene
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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