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d. ardee - turnt up lyrics

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trying to make this money right
my n-gga, real sh-t
haters acting funny right
take a n-gga down real quick
catch me on the sunny side
top down with a real b-tch
about to be a gully night
mo’f-ckers still lit
know a n-gga about to be rolling around in that dough
got to unload for the roach that’s trying to get bold
lit in the club and i’m soaked by hoes on hoes
your hoe chose me, i’m about to go poke her, you fold
i’m about to

[bridge]

i’ve been so turnt up
i’ve been so turnt up
i’ve been, i’ve been so turnt up
i’ve been, i’ve been so turnt up
turnt up, n-gga so turnt up
i’ve been, i’ve been so turnt up
turnt up, n-gga so turnt up
i’ve been, i’ve been so turnt up

[pre chorus]

said a n-gga been turnt up far as they go
n-gga been turnt up far as they go
said a n-gga been turnt up far as they go
n-gga been turnt up, how it go

[hook]
turn up, turn up i’ve been so turnt up (4x)

[verse]
0 to a milly n-gga still k!lling
no feelings n-gga f-cking with a real villain
popping champagne and it’s still spilling
hit the waterfall, f-ck all of that wheel spinning
i’m about to get another cup
f-ck the p-ss n-gga take another puff
hit it, hit it, n-gga f-cking with the realest n-ggas
know a few mo’f-ckers trying to k!ll us n-ggas
militia n-gga, i’m about to peel a n-gga
call your bluff, i’m about to reveal a n-gga
for that n-gga out his mind, n-gga out of line
i’m the quiet kind quick to hit a columbine
apologize n-gga you out of time
on to mine n-gga about them dollar signs
i’m on a new game n-gga with a new name
new b-tch, new whip, f-ck what you saying
real rookie off the bench
i’ve been waiting for my turn, i’ve been waiting for the stretch
all these blue collared n-ggas stay sitting on this fence
n-ggas talking dollars but these n-ggas ain’t making sense
been cooking with the gas, jay looking for the p-ss
said i’m all up on the six n-gga
stay bullying the rap, whether p-ssy or the -ss
said i’m all up in your b-tch n-gga
unreal n-gga on unreal sh-t
f-ck them n-ggas always stay up on that squeal
leader never on that trail sh-t
swimming through the p-ssy n-gga moving like a sailfish
oh lord!, shorty screaming, “baby, oh lord!”
can i go deeper, she said go for it
hardcore like metal, i’m the blowtorch
bars clocking quicker than a gold porsche
0 to a 100 in a 55
two b-tches riding shotty in the sixty-nine
five other b-tches screaming let me ride
i leave your best aside, feed her with the pesticide

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[bridge]

[pre chorus]

[hook]

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