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letra de turn it - c3 boogie

[chorus]
i just see a op bro swerve it
(swerve it swerve it)
turn it turn it
just stepped in new air 1s
f-ck sake now i gotta burn em
push in the front watch it come out his back
(out his back)
das curtains curtains
i might slap corn at his pop cuh moretime
i really wan hurt him
i might just nap mans sister
or i might just chef mans brother
or i might just give him a sibling
cuh you know i got d-ck for his mother
-censor- ain’t safe love talk on my name
swear i can’t wait till i catch dat f-cker
g-yboy getting f-cked in jail
so i told bro poke him and his lover

[verse]
devilish bop when i step round dare
tryna leave his family crying
nface love tour dat block
if i drop dat mash den somebodies dying
ain’t been where
bigman stop lying
bess get you a ladder
-censor- is flying
my name ain’t d-ck but it’s still in your mouth
you must be a fan bro come to my signing
i think dat my screw needs tightening
mum said dat getting too violent
i just see a op right dare
f-ck
(whoop)
he got saved by the sirens
can’t talk loose just bussed dat case
why you think dat i cover my face
feds got me on the cctv
when i got -censor- late night on the mains
i stomp mans head till i hear dat crack
so i gotta use force like kylo
me and bae don’t lack when we’re stepping out
i got a rambo in her handbag
bigman don’t get that twiss
i’ll still wrap man ain’t nothing like shiro
imma handsome ute don’t stop and stare
‘cuh i swear my b-tch is a psycho
[chorus]
i just see a op bro swerve it
(swerve it swerve it)
turn it turn it
just stepped in new air 1s
f-ck sake now i gotta burn em
push in the front watch it come out his back
(out his back)
das curtains curtains
i might slap corn at his pop cuh moretime
i really wan hurt him
i might just nap mans sister
or i might just chef mans brother
or i might just give him a sibling
cuh you know i got d-ck for his mother
-censor- ain’t safe love talk on my name
swear i can’t wait till i catch dat f-cker
g-yboy getting f-cked in jail
so i told bro poke him and his lover

[verse 2]

push dis grub den i reload
bro said jump on the music ting but moretime all i’m tryna do is c notes
dem shots were produced by me
beat dat off watch a boy turn ghosty
(dead boy)
i’m sh-tting myself i pray to the lord every night everyday
dat he don’t haunt me and come back as a zombie
back to the trap gotta break dis down
f-ck sake
i need new razors
and bro wanna whiz round down dare
f-ck sake
i need new shavers
need new burners
feds clock me bro step on the gas
i’m skrrrin
if a man get caught wid all this smoke
say no comment (pause) i’ll firm it
small 38, two 9s and a dot dot
you could call it a hotbox
late night when i’m touring the opblock
spot my man watch a boy get turn off
2 in your chest you know your p-ss
no quavers
watch a op boy curl up
don’t get put onna t-shirt
big man best put on dem burners
(neoww)
bigman bess put on them burners

i just see a op bro swerve it swerve it

turn it turn it

- c3 boogie

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