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letra de turn me up (intro) - lew sid

(hook)
i don’t think they understand where i’m at
(turn me up)
i don’t think that they can hear me in the back
(turn me up)
i need for ’em to run this all night though
(turn me up)
i need ’em to understand that i’m back
(turn me up)
i need for ’em to hear this on the block
(turn me up)
umma need for ’em to hear this from the lot
(turn me up)
my fit mean i’m feeling real nice though
(turn me up)
my drink cold but umma make it hot
(turn me up)

(verse 1)
whole city is mine, i did it with the clique
broads h-tting my line, them bitty’s want the d-ck
guys claiming they riders n-gg-s ain’t legit
trying to high five a n-gg- ’cause i’m lit
amnesia’s not a problem, i did not forget
god say to forgive ’em i did it pretty quick
ride positive vibes ’cause i remember this
all’s well that ends wealthy, umma finish rich

(hook 2)
i envisioned the chicken a n-gg- ‘finna get
(turn me up)
fam eating 5 star’s every dish
(turn me up)
hot b-tter with the lobster and fish
(turn me up)
dot, b-tta, every hitter that i’m with
(turn me up)
whole roster’s a lock, we go way back
(turn me up)
i know no amount of dollars can change that
(turn me up)
they done heard about me, i’m screaming alfy
(turn me up)
this is for the family, this ain’t about me
(turn me up)

(verse 2)
same roster, they know i’m no imposter
real one, i do it proper, check the posture
i don’t do the rum or vodka
need it brown like the proud family i’m oscar, i’m the poppa
welcome to the first saga
blast this i need you active, this ain’t an opera
yea my line front heavy like a chick with knockers
keep it funky when i speak, hit me with binaca
i been repping for the beach, yea i did that
know i’m coming with the heat, they can dig that
i know you been going through a couple mishaps
d-mn near falling off like tip hat
praying for you want to see you on your get back
see you turn that ‘lil money to a big stack
see you turn that beer belly to a six pack
make and flip a ‘lil patty to a big mack
7-5 where the crib at, i ain’t even lit i’m in a calm state
wise cracks humorous, until your arm break
mic in my hands like a policy with all-state
got your main broad leaking out a small lake
all of my dawgs superstars in the making
scarred so we drink, a ‘lil stirred, never shaken
if you thought the squad lost sight, you’re mistaken
i remember waking up to moms whipping bacon, uh
aura on chill
my mental on serene, i been sharpening the sk!ll
don’t ever intervene ‘less you got a living will
your fam will get your green once they learn you’ve been k!lled my flow is on sheen diagnosis that’s ill
never trust and bust inside a chick because a pill
never hit your man ex regardless how he feel
dog remember all this
saga one, dog sh-t
this is what you call this
(turn me up)

(turn me up)

(turn me up) repeat 4x

- lew sid

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