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letra de turn up on em - 21 savage

[intro]
joe mclaren
wheezy beatz

[hook: 21 savage]
yeah, my skinny jeans stuffed
and my diamonds vss (ya digg?)
i’m a real big player
i can’t pay for no s-x (21)
pockets loaded, chopper loaded
b-tch, i’m loaded, you know it (i’m loaded)
give a f-ck about a b-tch
i p-ss that hoe to my woadie (21)
hah (21, 21)
turn up on they -ss then (turn up on they -ss then)
turn up on they -ss then (turn up on they -ss then)
turn up on they -ss then (turn up on they -ss then)
turn up on they -ss then (21, 21, 21, 21)
turn up on they -ss then

[verse 1: 21 savage]
i turn up out a bag, ’bout that cash, i got racks
every pocket, issa 20 and a rocket, n-gg-, stop it
why you copy? i got ice like i play hockey, b-tch we poppin’
made 100 last month ’cause, yeah, i’m poppin’, hot like takis (21)
i’m just gon’ run up a bag (what)
she pretty, she built like a stallion (what)
i take care all of my family (family)
you gotta take care of your family (21)
checking the bag and it’s next to the stick (yeah)
vvss got them sh-ts to my wrist (yeah)
we get money, we ain’t bragging ’bout sh-t (yeah)
came from nothing, now we havin’, lil b-tch (yeah)

[verse 2: young thug]
(thugger!)
i turned a yo’ into a stripper pole (thugger! thugger!)
i had at least 5 hoes on all my bros (i swear to god)
i’m in miami, sak pase, my zoes
i smoked a hundred grams, you smell it on my clothes (og)
i be the two-gun teflon (yeah)
all this dope’s stepped on (woah)
my mouth getting prepped on (racks)
his jaw getting crept on (hah)
all the trap spots rolling (rolling)
they b-tches getting chosen (yeah)
my ice getting frozen (brr)
don’t roll up on me (skrrt)
he’ll roll up and get aired out
airing out all the spots (yeah)
yeah, i f-ck on all the thots (woah)
too many cars, where the parking lot? (woo)
first we robbed, now we mob a lot
n-gg-s see this gang, then you know they stopped (woah)
yeah, b-tch, you know they stopped (like)
like the n-gg- called the [?] out (yeah)
no you are not smart as i (nah)
keep the heat on me, chicken, popeyes (woah)
yeah n-gg- bye bye (bye)
turn the white sheet to a tie-dye (brrrt)
make a n-gg- momma cry-cry (hah)
pay your homies, make ’em lie-lie (woah)
got a red flag, f-ck a bulls-eye (woo)
like a car, b-tch, i gotta pull out, yeah (woo)
these f-ck n-gg-s rat-rat-rats
gotta sue a lot (gotta what?)
yeah, and i said these n-gg-s
yeah, yeah, bring the plurals out (these n-gg-s)
i ran my ward (yeah)
like a std, bring the cures out (what?)
got a half a million worth jewelry on
gotta bring the security out (woo!)

- 21 savage

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