(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Woah)
I been getting all this money 'bouta turn up
Gotta cop the grip, I got the burner
Run up on me take a flic I'm about to blow up
I think I had too many shots, about to throw up
Grab the game, I throw it up it's on my back now
Come up shorties they be wildin' they on crack now
Thought I was gone, I throw up two fingers I'm back now
Got me beating up her thing like its Smackdown
I be on my own shit
(Own shit)
Balling and I'm scoring
(Scoring)
I got a foreign and it's roaring
(Roaring)
And I stay putting on, I been here for so long that I'm golden
I'm on some real king of the thrown shit
I'm just busy making money, if you ain't you got to go then
I'm going through the motions
This is my moment, I own it, I show it
You cannot waste my time
I'm heating up like the sun, you can't block my shine right now
You cannot stunt my grind
I'ma do this shit 'till the end of time
I been getting all this money 'bouta turn up
Gotta cop the grip, I got the burner
Run up on me take a flic I'm about to blow up
I think I had too many shots, about to throw up
Grab the game, I throw it up it's on my back now
Come up shorties they be wildin' they on crack now
Thought I was gone, I throw up two fingers I'm back now
Got me beating up her thing like its Smackdown
They tried holding me down
Doing all they can, they can't slow me down
They hop up in my water, I'm betting that they drown
I'm riding through my city, tires skrt, when I pull up with the top down
No we ain't stopping shit, in the club and I'm rocking it
I'm walking through the store, I spend a bag and we copping it
Damn the weekends, they was so lit
Rest in peace they took the whole Sip
You cannot waste my time
I'm heating up like the sun, you can't block my shine right now
You cannot stunt my grind
I'ma do this shit 'till the end of time
I been getting all this money 'bouta turn up
Gotta cop the grip, I got the burner
Run up on me take a flic I'm about to blow up
I think I had too many shots, about to throw up
Grab the game, I throw it up it's on my back now
Come up shorties they be wildin' they on crack now
Thought I was gone, I throw up two fingers I'm back now
Got me beating up her thing like its Smackdown
Will Diaz - Turn Up Lyrics
Will Diaz - Turn Up Lyrics
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(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Woah)
I been getting all this money 'bouta turn up
Gotta cop the grip, I got the burner
Run up on me take a flic I'm about to blow up
I think I had too many shots, about to throw up
Grab the game, I throw it up it's on my back now
Come up shorties they be wildin' they on crack now
Thought I was gone, I throw up two fingers I'm back now
Got me beating up her thing like its Smackdown
I be on my own shit
(Own shit)
Balling and I'm scoring
(Scoring)
I got a foreign and it's roaring
(Roaring)
And I stay putting on, I been here for so long that I'm golden
I'm on some real king of the thrown shit
I'm just busy making money, if you ain't you got to go then
I'm going through the motions
This is my moment, I own it, I show it
You cannot waste my time
I'm heating up like the sun, you can't block my shine right now
You cannot stunt my grind
I'ma do this shit 'till the end of time
I been getting all this money 'bouta turn up
Gotta cop the grip, I got the burner
Run up on me take a flic I'm about to blow up
I think I had too many shots, about to throw up
Grab the game, I throw it up it's on my back now
Come up shorties they be wildin' they on crack now
Thought I was gone, I throw up two fingers I'm back now
Got me beating up her thing like its Smackdown
They tried holding me down
Doing all they can, they can't slow me down
They hop up in my water, I'm betting that they drown
I'm riding through my city, tires skrt, when I pull up with the top down
No we ain't stopping shit, in the club and I'm rocking it
I'm walking through the store, I spend a bag and we copping it
Damn the weekends, they was so lit
Rest in peace they took the whole Sip
You cannot waste my time
I'm heating up like the sun, you can't block my shine right now
You cannot stunt my grind
I'ma do this shit 'till the end of time
I been getting all this money 'bouta turn up
Gotta cop the grip, I got the burner
Run up on me take a flic I'm about to blow up
I think I had too many shots, about to throw up
Grab the game, I throw it up it's on my back now
Come up shorties they be wildin' they on crack now
Thought I was gone, I throw up two fingers I'm back now
Got me beating up her thing like its Smackdown
(Yeah)
(Woah)
I been getting all this money 'bouta turn up
Gotta cop the grip, I got the burner
Run up on me take a flic I'm about to blow up
I think I had too many shots, about to throw up
Grab the game, I throw it up it's on my back now
Come up shorties they be wildin' they on crack now
Thought I was gone, I throw up two fingers I'm back now
Got me beating up her thing like its Smackdown
I be on my own shit
(Own shit)
Balling and I'm scoring
(Scoring)
I got a foreign and it's roaring
(Roaring)
And I stay putting on, I been here for so long that I'm golden
I'm on some real king of the thrown shit
I'm just busy making money, if you ain't you got to go then
I'm going through the motions
This is my moment, I own it, I show it
You cannot waste my time
I'm heating up like the sun, you can't block my shine right now
You cannot stunt my grind
I'ma do this shit 'till the end of time
I been getting all this money 'bouta turn up
Gotta cop the grip, I got the burner
Run up on me take a flic I'm about to blow up
I think I had too many shots, about to throw up
Grab the game, I throw it up it's on my back now
Come up shorties they be wildin' they on crack now
Thought I was gone, I throw up two fingers I'm back now
Got me beating up her thing like its Smackdown
They tried holding me down
Doing all they can, they can't slow me down
They hop up in my water, I'm betting that they drown
I'm riding through my city, tires skrt, when I pull up with the top down
No we ain't stopping shit, in the club and I'm rocking it
I'm walking through the store, I spend a bag and we copping it
Damn the weekends, they was so lit
Rest in peace they took the whole Sip
You cannot waste my time
I'm heating up like the sun, you can't block my shine right now
You cannot stunt my grind
I'ma do this shit 'till the end of time
I been getting all this money 'bouta turn up
Gotta cop the grip, I got the burner
Run up on me take a flic I'm about to blow up
I think I had too many shots, about to throw up
Grab the game, I throw it up it's on my back now
Come up shorties they be wildin' they on crack now
Thought I was gone, I throw up two fingers I'm back now
Got me beating up her thing like its Smackdown
Writer: William Diaz
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