Turn Up On Dat lyrics

by

Young Buck


[Bridge: Young Buck]
I bought a bunch of pounds and a lot of coke
Made 100 thousand, turned up on these folks
I be running up a check, I f*ck a lot of hoes
Put your bands in your hands, you know how this goes

[Hook: Young Buck & (Waka Flocka)]
Turn up on that b*tch, turn up on that b*tch
Turn up on that b*tch like (Pow, pow, pow, pow)
Turn up on that b*tch, turn up on that b*tch
Turn up on that b*tch like (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Young Buck]
I look like a brick, I smell like bar money
Let my little brother take my Bentley to the prom for me
I got a real b*tch, she gon' take the charge for me
I give it to her soft, she gon' get it hard for me
Another n*gga had the molly and the bar for me
The valet brought the maker brand and popped the car for me
Now can you please keep these broke n*ggas far from me
Cashville b*tch, all of this is our money

[Hook: Young Buck & (Waka Flocka)]
Turn up on that b*tch, turn up on that b*tch
Turn up on that b*tch like (Pow, pow, pow, pow)
Turn up on that b*tch, turn up on that b*tch
Turn up on that b*tch like (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
I'm in Tennessee, boolin' out in Bashville
I f*ck with Buck so I call it Cashville
Youngest popping molly like them sh*t's is advil
Tall shooter with me, nickname: O'Neill
In the club, bussin' bottles like I'm Meech n*gga
I don't f*ck with rap n*ggas, just street n*ggas
Get my work dropped off on a speedboat
Got b*tches snorting lines out of c notes

[Hook: Young Buck & (Waka Flocka)]
Turn up on that b*tch, turn up on that b*tch
Turn up on that b*tch like (Pow, pow, pow, pow)
Turn up on that b*tch, turn up on that b*tch
Turn up on that b*tch like (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Young Buck]
b*tch I say turn up, I say turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
Flexing on the race, I been messing with your b*tch
Got these hoes going crazy like they in a moshpit
I'm getting money, stay away from me if you ain't got sh*t

[Waka Flocka Flame]
Your family falling and this motherf*cker lit
I make 10 bands on it 'fore they split
I'ma buy a Wraith for my next flip
Boss said I get 100 to the bricks
[Bridge: Young Buck]
I bought a bunch of pounds and a lot of coke
Made 100 thousand, turned up on these folks
I be running up a check, I f*ck a lot of hoes
Put your bands in your hands, you know how this goes

[Hook: Young Buck & (Waka Flocka)]
Turn up on that b*tch, turn up on that b*tch
Turn up on that b*tch like (Pow, pow, pow, pow)
Turn up on that b*tch, turn up on that b*tch
Turn up on that b*tch like (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Turn up on that b*tch, turn up on that b*tch
Turn up on that b*tch like (Pow, pow, pow, pow)
Turn up on that b*tch, turn up on that b*tch
Turn up on that b*tch like (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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