Turn Up (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Cassie

Composed by：Cassie

Young turn up on the b***h on the b***h

I know you love my body babe–yeah yeah

I know you love my body babe–yeah

I know you love my body babe–yeah yeah yeah yeah

Turn up turn up

Turn up turn up

Turn up

Money on my mind–Bonnie you be Clyde

Don't you wanna ride or die 'cause I keep it tight

Work a 9-5 he be on his grind

Red-bottoms and Louboutins you know the things I like

Give me all your money 'cause they don't do it like I

Hundred bottles I every night pour yeah

Always on your mind–just a matter of time

Bad b***hes they linking up-shorty

When they see I

Let me tell you something that

These girls are scared to tell you

Yeah it's all for you so you know you're supposed to

Give me all your time tell me that you're mine

Yellow tape outside–white chalk the lines

Turn up

Turn up

Turn up turn up

Midnight okya

I pull up on n***as-murder scene

Murder scene

Pushin' that 911–emergency emergency

Say n***a I ain't never heard of you

Bet my life you've heard of me

Bet you've heard I spit hot s**t and

I burn n***as third degree

Just zappers on 'em no strap strap

I ain't gon' hold back hold back

All I do is throw racks racks–all these hoes know that

My pockets lookin' like ADS shocks

These pockets on me so fat

These diamonds on me they picture perfect

They flash n***a call that

All I know is turn up turn up–bottles

'Bout to burn up burn up

And it's blood all on my b***h shoes

Like she just caught a murder murder

And I'm gettin' money word up word up

I'm ballin' n***a word up word up

And when it come to these hoes

I hit b***hes I turn up

Turn up

Turn sayyy

Turn up

Burning bay burning bay burning bay burning bay

Burning bay