fabiø guerra – turn it up lyrics
[letra de “turn it up” ft. fanatiic]
[intro: fabiø guerra]
yeah
slumped 808s
ajá
[coro: fanatiic & fabiø guerra]
we turn it, we turn it, we turn it, we turn it up, b+tch, we turn it up
when i’m in the party know i keep that gun tucked
lookin’ at me wrong, homie, you gon’ catch a slug
bad b+tches on me ’cause they know that i’m the plug
we turn it up, b+tch, we turn it up
when i’m in the party know i keep that gun tucked
lookin’ at me wrong, homie, you gon’ catch a slug
bad b+tches on me ’cause they know that i’m the plug (fabio gue+rra)
[verso 1: fabiø guerra]
entro el club y me robo la’ mirada’ (la’ mirada’)
precisamente era tu mujer la que me miraba (me miraba)
cuando llega la poli solo buscan drama (drama)
y si buscan testigos, yo no he visto nada (f+ck that)
somo’ lo’ que manejan la vuelta (la vuelta)
entramo’ y salimo’ y nadie ni se da cuenta (cuenta)
siempre fresco aliento, siempre con sabor a menta (menta)
flow anuel, fulete con peine de treinta (brr, brr, ah)
ah, turn it up, yeah, uh, turn it up (turn it up)
están buscando problem, perro, entonces que what’s up (what’s up)
ya e’ de madrugada pero no miramo’ el clock (el clock)
y si hablan mal de mí, me pueden comer el c+ck (el c+ck)
catch me donde quieran, me conocen en el mall (mall)
me conocen en el bar cuando está saliendo el sol (sol)
me conocen la’ mujere’ por mi acento en español (+ol)
aprovecho pa’ ligarles y meterles todo el gol (el gol)
[coro: fabiø guerra & fanatiic]
we turn it up, b+tch, we turn it up
no hacemo’ la fila y entramo’ el club
lookin’ at me wrong, pana, yo creo que no
la para del trap, el niño fabio llegó
we turn it up, b+tch, we turn it up
when i’m in the party know i keep that gun tucked
lookin’ at me wrong, homie, you gon’ catch a slug
bad b+tches on me ’cause they know that i’m the plug
[verso 2: fanatiic]
ayy, yo, do yo dance (do yo dance), ’cause i got commas on commas
and if he want all of that action, i want drama on drama
i’m tryna f+ck with you, i heard you got that bomb like osama
we gonna turn it up all night baby, just don’t tell yo mama (rrr)
i’m runnin’ to the paper like a baker need the dough (need the dough)
when this sh+t pop, it’s gon’ make you hit the floor (hit the floor)
shawty gon’ throw it back, told her ass i need some more (i need it)
come in here with that bullsh+t, you gotta go (gotta go)
quit all of the actin’, we can turn this to a movie (to a movie)
that boy be talkin’ down, guess we turned him to a groupie (to a groupie)
say you want the drama, quit the talkin’, get into it (get into it)
she like the way i’m drippin’, she lovin’ the way i do it (the way i do it)
i just poured some more up in my cup, it got me loaded
a feign for the racks, yeah, the money be the movie
lately i been feelin’ myself so i ain’t feelin’ emotion
and we gon’ turn it up baby, so put that ass all in motion
[coro: fanatiic & fabiø guerra]
we turn it up, b+tch, we turn it up
when i’m in the party know i keep that gun tucked
lookin’ at me wrong, homie, you gon’ catch a slug
bad b+tches on me ’cause they know that i’m the plug
we turn it up, b+tch, we turn it up
no hacemo’ la fila y entramo’ el club
lookin’ at me wrong, pana, yo creo que no
la para del trap, el niño fabio llegó
[outro]
we turn it up b+tch, we turn it up
when i’m in the party know i keep that gun tucked
lookin’ at me wrong, homie, you gon’ catch a slug
bad b+tches on me ’cause they know that i’m the plug
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