Wyjdy, wyjdy, Iwanku, zaspiwaj nam wesnjanku!
Zymuwały, ne spiwały - wesny dożydały
Yeah
Wesna, wesna, nasza wesna, ta szczo ż ty nam prynesła?
Starym babam po kyjoczku, a diwczatam po winoczku!
Whatever the f*ck that shit mean
Starr
Starrrr
Starrrrrrrr
Attitude, its brand new, mixed that Grey Goose with the juice
All that rah-rah, don't know who the f*ck you referring to
Got the drop from my boy Juu, he said yo shit was snooze
I'm the one yo nigga bless, I don't even say achoo
Got that As-salamu alaykum, we ain't f*cking with y'all pigs
And we said the beat was fye cause them bars was f*cking mid
All the shit you drop is trash, nigga close the f*cking lid
I'm like Curry in the 4th, baby I won't ever miss
Put my pedal to the metal, execution like Geppeto
I got dreams to make realistic, so nah I could never settle
If he fine then I say hello, shoot my shot call me Carmelo
Cause that ball is going in when I jump back and I let go
Nigga telling me he love me, that's some shit he could've kept
It was useless information, don't know why he cared to share
Sent a text saying he leaving, locked my phone and said oh well
Bitch I'm dinner
That bitch easy
Guess he wanted the Rotel
If you calling me yo opp, that's some shit you need to stop
Cause yo pockets can't compare to half the assets Monty got
Toss you losers in my pot, add some peppers make it hot
Then I let y'all clown ass boil 'til y'all clown ass noses pop
Then I plate you niggas up, ate that shit with rum in cup
Then I had to throw that shit up, cause you niggas make me yuck
Ride this beat like Giddy up
Pour some more Goose in my cup
Cause my shit is getting low
Lil nigga t-t-turn me up
Monty Starr - Turn Me Up Lyrics
Monty Starr - Turn Me Up Lyrics
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Wyjdy, wyjdy, Iwanku, zaspiwaj nam wesnjanku!
Zymuwały, ne spiwały - wesny dożydały
Yeah
Wesna, wesna, nasza wesna, ta szczo ż ty nam prynesła?
Starym babam po kyjoczku, a diwczatam po winoczku!
Whatever the f*ck that shit mean
Starr
Starrrr
Starrrrrrrr
Attitude, its brand new, mixed that Grey Goose with the juice
All that rah-rah, don't know who the f*ck you referring to
Got the drop from my boy Juu, he said yo shit was snooze
I'm the one yo nigga bless, I don't even say achoo
Got that As-salamu alaykum, we ain't f*cking with y'all pigs
And we said the beat was fye cause them bars was f*cking mid
All the shit you drop is trash, nigga close the f*cking lid
I'm like Curry in the 4th, baby I won't ever miss
Put my pedal to the metal, execution like Geppeto
I got dreams to make realistic, so nah I could never settle
If he fine then I say hello, shoot my shot call me Carmelo
Cause that ball is going in when I jump back and I let go
Nigga telling me he love me, that's some shit he could've kept
It was useless information, don't know why he cared to share
Sent a text saying he leaving, locked my phone and said oh well
Bitch I'm dinner
That bitch easy
Guess he wanted the Rotel
If you calling me yo opp, that's some shit you need to stop
Cause yo pockets can't compare to half the assets Monty got
Toss you losers in my pot, add some peppers make it hot
Then I let y'all clown ass boil 'til y'all clown ass noses pop
Then I plate you niggas up, ate that shit with rum in cup
Then I had to throw that shit up, cause you niggas make me yuck
Ride this beat like Giddy up
Pour some more Goose in my cup
Cause my shit is getting low
Lil nigga t-t-turn me up
Zymuwały, ne spiwały - wesny dożydały
Yeah
Wesna, wesna, nasza wesna, ta szczo ż ty nam prynesła?
Starym babam po kyjoczku, a diwczatam po winoczku!
Whatever the f*ck that shit mean
Starr
Starrrr
Starrrrrrrr
Attitude, its brand new, mixed that Grey Goose with the juice
All that rah-rah, don't know who the f*ck you referring to
Got the drop from my boy Juu, he said yo shit was snooze
I'm the one yo nigga bless, I don't even say achoo
Got that As-salamu alaykum, we ain't f*cking with y'all pigs
And we said the beat was fye cause them bars was f*cking mid
All the shit you drop is trash, nigga close the f*cking lid
I'm like Curry in the 4th, baby I won't ever miss
Put my pedal to the metal, execution like Geppeto
I got dreams to make realistic, so nah I could never settle
If he fine then I say hello, shoot my shot call me Carmelo
Cause that ball is going in when I jump back and I let go
Nigga telling me he love me, that's some shit he could've kept
It was useless information, don't know why he cared to share
Sent a text saying he leaving, locked my phone and said oh well
Bitch I'm dinner
That bitch easy
Guess he wanted the Rotel
If you calling me yo opp, that's some shit you need to stop
Cause yo pockets can't compare to half the assets Monty got
Toss you losers in my pot, add some peppers make it hot
Then I let y'all clown ass boil 'til y'all clown ass noses pop
Then I plate you niggas up, ate that shit with rum in cup
Then I had to throw that shit up, cause you niggas make me yuck
Ride this beat like Giddy up
Pour some more Goose in my cup
Cause my shit is getting low
Lil nigga t-t-turn me up
Writer: Montreo Sapp
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid