bandhunta izzy, steelz & baby money - turnt lyrics
[intro: bandhunta izzy]
talkin’ “turnt” this, “turnt” that, i need a turnt b+tch
you ain’t worth sh+t
gang sh+t, of course
per usual
[verse 1: bandhunta izzzy]
i might rock the white lows and go the gucci skully
she got pretty white toes and the booty jelly
i been thinkin’ ’bout some hits, so now i’m super ready
kinda think her name was keisha like that b+tch from bali
she ain’t foreign, she just mixed, a lil’ vietnamese
shootin’ free throws, i just like the way she bend her knees
catchin’ all my badass kids, i told her, “get him, please”
gucci jacket three thou’, but it got fifty gs
vvses on my wrist talk, n+gga, please
red bottoms, but i crip walk, look at these
you ain’t get her number, boy, i f+cked that b+tch with ease
six figures in my pockets, eatin’ mickey ds
[chorus: bandhunta izzy]
they talkin’ “turnt” this, “turnt” that, i need a turnt b+tch
n+gga, how you work that? that’s just my first b+tch
think i’m f+ckin’ good now? watch when that perc’ hit
shorty from the hood now, they call me sir crip
they talkin’ “turnt” this, “turnt” that, i need a turnt b+tch
n+gga, how you work that? that’s just my first b+tch
think i’m f+ckin’ good now? watch when that perc’ hit
shorty from the hood now, they call me sir crip
[verse 2: bandhunta izzy]
tell that b+tch, “calm down with all that hype sh+t”
all my baby mothers black, but i got white, b+tch
told my ghetto ho i love her, then told her, “psych, b+tch”
made that ho go hold the strap, now she a dyk+ b+tch
necklace and my hand on freeze, like, every piece a quarter+key
don’t listen, say she f+ck with me, just ’cause she can’t afford to be
you gotta pay to chill with me
you ain’t jada, b+tch, so why you think you will with me?
she say her p+ssy good, well, come and make a deal with me
go ‘head, f+ck my opp and then go and catch that k!ll for me
since you a turnt b+tch
gave ’em all the game up in the world, they still ain’t learned sh+t
ask me for some money for that p+ssy, she a burnt b+tch
[chorus: bandhunta izzy]
they talkin’ “turnt” this, “turnt” that, i need a turnt b+tch
n+gga, how you work that? that’s just my first b+tch
think i’m f+ckin’ good now? watch when that perc’ hit
shorty from the hood now, they call me sir crip
they talkin’ “turnt” this, “turnt” that, i need a turnt b+tch
n+gga, how you work that? that’s just my first b+tch
think i’m f+ckin’ good now? watch when that perc’ hit
shorty from the hood now, they call me sir crip
[verse 3: baby money]
they talkin’ “turnt” this, “turnt” that, i need a turnt b+tch
you ain’t a bad b+tch if you ain’t earn sh+t
can whip a knife five times, watch how i work wrist
i put a switch on my nine, don’t make me squirt this
this lil’ b+tch chaneled down, hat, purse, kicks
i got her catchin’ sales now, ‘bows, work, bricks
b+tch, this ain’t no vacation, it’s a road trip
if them b+tches get behind us, b+tch, hold this
she got her jewelery out the dirt, she a gold+digger
two percs in my system get my mode switched
two opps in the whip, two blow sticks
fl, frontline is too old, b+tch
[chorus: bandhunta izzy]
they talkin’ “turnt” this, “turnt” that, i need a turnt b+tch
n+gga, how you work that? that’s just my first b+tch
think i’m f+ckin’ good now? watch when that perc’ hit
shorty from the hood now, they call me sir crip
they talkin’ “turnt” this, “turnt” that, i need a turnt b+tch
n+gga, how you work that? that’s just my first b+tch
think i’m f+ckin’ good now? watch when that perc’ hit
shorty from the hood now, they call me sir crip
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