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letra de turn up - mike tune

bottles coming/ hoes fallin/
i’m feeling great i ain’t party in no college/
turn up da b-ss/
turn up da audio/
burn up the blunts/
now i feel its time to get naughty tho/
vodka crushed cubes/
god gift in my blunt/
2 bong loaded flat time make your lungs pump/
bottles coming/ hoes fallin
flow stupid since i’ve deducted all the knowledge/
white boy ego like i graduated harvard/
slim thug pockets wanna ball like tony parker/
shoot a couple 3 hit em all like its the finales/
made exam and i p-ssed /
now i’m feeling so glad/
get off my -ss
wipe me down cool me off/
i’m so hot textures made of dessert/
burn in every spot/
n-gga thoght a mad glock/
jolly green giant i’ll smoking down with my block/
semi or the automic if you want it lets pop/
deflate a few n-ggas like i shoot a room balloons/
releasing all the air/
gas storming the air/
tipsy creeping
make so quick you’ll lose when you blink in/
hulisin in your mind fast glance
no view ciroc in my cup
bottles coming/ hoes fallin
i been on my sh-t/
since mollie took place in the enviorment/
that’ll be 2 years 6 months /
no intention on retirement/
hard cover like a frying pan/
burn quick like its solar tan/
4 different levels like i’m stocking pill poppin the zans /
rockstar ego solo knockin the bands/
armaliation warrior like the k!llin started top pin the fans/

til i recreated pop/
new styles different language & saying /
form a vision made it vivd/
lifes image postponed/
sec added smoke a blunt /
reachin my zone/
comparisons of both/
proving fact that they ain’t label a joke/
known to be about same/
and that b koolin wit glocks/
call me oven i heat the streets/
and i’ll toast up your block/
burnt bread it don’t matta /
i’m a foo for the stock/
mohawk on my head /
got mo numbers /
prolly uping your flock/
you say yo b-tch is kinda bad/
well let her flop on my c-ck/
smoke a dove lose the keys/
box closed with lock/
i seen the jolly green giant/
last night in blunt/
and had king king beating/
all of in my pump/
mary jane got me stuck/
flow kick wit a punt/
td on that l 6 pts /
and then clump/
stack rollin over loading /
its myself plus a squad/
30 dope roasting -ss n-ggas/
all focused on wauds/
test a member bet you fail/
like a commitment for god/
i could never live up/
thats why took back a couple places to hide/
unseen like its camo/
dark glance ur boy in discise/
cold blooded thoughts twisting/
don’t think i’m meant for your eyes/

- mike tune

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