Turn It Up

I turn it up on a bitch

I turn it up on a bitch

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I turn it up on a bitch

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I turn it up on a bitch

I ain't got no time for no silly games

I'm out here in this traffic tryna have my change

I fuck with real bosses, I don't fuck with lames

California is the state I claim

Bitches on my ankle like an ankle bracelet

Cause I'm relevant and I ain't outdated

Suckers looking at me like they wanna fade it

But they'll fuck around and get eliminated

Bossy, flossy, fetti stretch like pilates

Got a black belt in hustling, not karate

The best thing since the slot machine, she a dime

Spit a couple of lines, and that bitch is mine

Now I don't know what you been thinking, but I'm the shit in my region

Ever since I can remember, ever since I been breathing

Howling at a vixen, plotting on some kitten

When I start spitting, she start stripping

I turn it up on a bitch

I turn it up on a bitch

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I'm passionate about my paper, man

I ain't got time for games, that

Childish shit ain't in my program, man

I leave that to y'all lames

I'm bossy, once I get started, it's hard to stop me, man

I go, Lieutenant Roast-a-Botch, bitch, I ain't Captain Save-a-Ho

I let a bitch know I ain't got no cholo, bitch, I'm po'

You gotta dig me for me, and that's the way it's gon' go

I be galaxy, man, I be spacing

When I'm spacing, I need my space and get to

Flashing on a ho-ass nigga tryna test my patience

Colt 45 cases, and I ain't talking about the beer

I'm talking street instruments, music to my ears

I ain't a pretty nigga with a face tat and a six-pack

But I bet you that I can beat your bitch's coochie back

Skinny niggas winning right now

But wait till big niggas come back in style

Bitch!

I turn it up on a bitch

I turn it up on a bitch

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I turn it up on a bitch

You call it swag, I call it style

You nut in a minute, I nut in an hour

I could be broker than you, but I got respect and more power

Right now I sell CDs, but I used to slang powder

I ain't gotta have no paper to get me some skin

I just hand her my phone, and she punch her number in

Mack game, big boss talk

I don't make it rain, and I don't pay for y'all

You see the big face Rolex watch, the VS1 clarity rocks

The jacket made out of fox, you know how much that cost?

The three-dimensional medallion, more karats than Bugs Bunny

Tailor-made and handcrafted, customized by King Johnny

Sometimes I like to spoil myself

All of the hating ain't nutritious, man, it's bad for your health

What about murder mouthing? Talking down on a boss?

Throw that nigga a towel, he been dipped in sucka sauce

I turn it up on a bitch

I turn it up on a bitch

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I turn it up on a bitch