50 cent - i'm all turnt up (freestyle) lyrics
“i’m all turnt up (freestyle)”
my glock pop from blocks you can feel it
g-g-g-g-g-g, it’s the m-th-f-ckin unit!
my sh-t knock for blocks, you can hear it
g-g-g-g-g…its the m-th-f-ckin unit!
[chorus]
(my rear view mirror is vibrating)
n-gg- i’m all turnt up, my trunk is shakin’
(my rear view mirror is vibrating)
i’m all turnt up, i’m all turnt up
(my rear view mirror is vibrating)
n-gg- i’m all turnt up, my trunk is shakin’
(my rear view mirror is vibrating)
i’m all turnt up, i’m all turnt up
[verse 1]
i got a trunk full of tens
i got a stash full of ends
i got that 64 regal sittin’ on 20? rims
got that beamer that bentley
i got that 63 benz
and a white b-tch to suck d-ck like tomorrow’s the end
call her head game the hoover i mean the way she maneuver
up and down, up and down, and a n-gg- head spin ’round
she’s a f-ll-t– pro, i get off watching her go
she get to takin’ it deep, and put a n-gg- to sleep
[chorus]
(my rear view mirror is vibrating)
n-gg- i’m all turnt up, my trunk is shakin’
(my rear view mirror is vibrating)
i’m all turnt up, i’m all turnt up
(my rear view mirror is vibrating)
n-gg- i’m all turnt up, my trunk is shakin’
(my rear view mirror is vibrating)
i’m all turnt up, i’m all turnt up
[verse 2]
its on now, ’cause these b-tches gyrating
we strapped right, cause n-gg-s be violatin’
party poppin’ she goin’ drop it she ain’t stoppin’
sittin’ watchin’ system knockin’ hips rockin’ p-ssy poppin’ tic-toc-in
make it rain trick, make it, make it, make it rain trick
play the game b-tch, sh-t make us both rich
f-ck the wimp sh-t its certified pimp sh-t
i ain’t nothin’ like the n-gg-s you done been with
[chorus]
(my rear view mirror is vibrating)
n-gg- i’m all turnt up, my trunk is shakin’
(my rear view mirror is vibrating)
i’m all turnt up, i’m all turnt up
(my rear view mirror is vibrating)
n-gg- i’m all turnt up, my trunk is shakin’
(my rear view mirror is vibrating)
i’m all turnt up, i’m all turnt up
it feel like my mind playin’ tricks on me
tricks on me, tricks on me
me i’m never trippin’ for a b-tch homie
b-tch homie, i’m rich homie
turn it up!
that’s 14 out of 14 m-th-f-cka
you n-gg-s see me
lamborghini top down ridin’ round this m-th-f-cka
you n-gg-s ain’t sayin nothin’
know i got that m-th-f-ckin tre pound, 6 shots m-th-f-cka i let it rotate
n-gg-s see me, ask me where lloyd banks at?
n-gg- i don’t know where the f-ck that lil’ n-gg- at
i ain’t heard from him
f-ck yayo too n-gg-, i’m on some new sh-t
f-ck the group n-gg-
i’ma introduce you to my new n-gg-s
uh, its 0-11
i figured out whats the matter with this sh-t it ain’t me, its these n-gg-s
its the roc, i’m on my jay z sh-t
nah nah, f-ck the group man
i’m on my beyonce sh-t
i’m on my way to the top godammit
yeah
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