Turnup!
(That boy Jdolla go crazy)
(Bands in my pocket, bands)
Okay, shots let out that fire, we gonna spark 'em watch 'em burn up
Told her "I don't wanna fuck just wanna turn up"
Bands rubber bankrolls trappin' off my burner
This hoe keep on making wishes Timmy Turner
I cannot switch for a hoe
Back when I was trapping I ain't have a pole
Bad bitch a ten I know she on go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know that fasho
Ridin' my wave they just hop in the boat
I can't see in the function there's way too much smoke
She showed me the kitty I said "Hello"
Got bands in the bity I count bankrolls
Flying to another coast, yeah
I fly out to fuck on a hoe
Yeah I'm in Korea I copped me some clothes
Oh I didn't see ya, you said you my bro
Wouldn't wanna be ya, 'cause I'm getting dough
Yeah we caught that bread and we kick down the door
Yeah that hoe was twenty-six years old, still gonna fuck me like I'm grown
Thinking 'bout how I spent bands on cologne
I'm fucking yo' hoe and I'm making her moan
Did so much coke really think I'm blown
I got the Japanese fit, got the Japanese drip bitch I'm rocking this denim two-tone
Talking to god trying to atone
I keep on cashing it up, she keep backing it up bitch I did this shit all on my own
Okay, shots let out that fire, we gonna spark 'em watch 'em burn up
Told her "I don't wanna fuck just wanna turn up"
Bands rubber bankrolls trappin' off my burner
This hoe keep on making wishes Timmy Turner
(Bands in my pocket, bands)
Okay, shots let out that fire, we gonna spark 'em watch 'em burn up
Told her "I don't wanna fuck just wanna turn up"
Bands rubber bankrolls trappin' off my burner
This hoe keep on making wishes Timmy Turner
I cannot switch for a hoe
Back when I was trapping I ain't have a pole
Bad bitch a ten I know she on go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know that fasho
Ridin' my wave they just hop in the boat
I can't see in the function there's way too much smoke
She showed me the kitty I said "Hello"
Got bands in the bity I count bankrolls
Flying to another coast, yeah
I fly out to fuck on a hoe
Yeah I'm in Korea I copped me some clothes
Oh I didn't see ya, you said you my bro
Wouldn't wanna be ya, 'cause I'm getting dough
Yeah we caught that bread and we kick down the door
Yeah that hoe was twenty-six years old, still gonna fuck me like I'm grown
Thinking 'bout how I spent bands on cologne
I'm fucking yo' hoe and I'm making her moan
Did so much coke really think I'm blown
I got the Japanese fit, got the Japanese drip bitch I'm rocking this denim two-tone
Talking to god trying to atone
I keep on cashing it up, she keep backing it up bitch I did this shit all on my own
Okay, shots let out that fire, we gonna spark 'em watch 'em burn up
Told her "I don't wanna fuck just wanna turn up"
Bands rubber bankrolls trappin' off my burner
This hoe keep on making wishes Timmy Turner
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Writer(s): Marcus Adams
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