Turn It Up Lyrics - Block Brochure: Welcome To The Soil 1 - E-40

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I got no time for no silly games 

I'm out here in this trap trying have my change 

I fuck with real bosses, I don't fuck with lames 

Califor-n-i-a is the state I claim 

Bitches on my ankle like a ankle bracelet 

Cuz I'm relevant and I ain't outdated 

Suckers looking at me like they wana fade 

They fuck around they gona get emlimate 

Bossy, flossy, fetty stretchy like pilates 

Got a black belt hustlin, not karate 

The best thing sense the slot machine 

She a dime spitter, a couple of lines and that bitch is mines 

Now I don't know what you been thinking 

But I've been the shit in my region 

Ever sense I can remember 

Ever sense I been breathing 

Hollin at a vixen, plotin on some kitten 

When I start spittin, she starts strippin 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I passionate about my paper man 

I ain't got time for games 

The child shit ain't in my program man 

I mean it to you all lanes 

I'm bossy, once I get started its hard to stop me man I go 

Lieutenant rosta boss I ain't Captain save a ho 

I let a bitch know I got no ho, bitch I'm poo 

You gata dig me for me, that's the way it's gona go 

I be galaxy man, I be spacin 

When I'm spacin I mean my space be in flight and a ho as nigga tryin test my patience 

Colt 45 case, and I ain't talkin about the beer 

I talkin street instrumentals, music to my ears 

I ain't no petty nigga with a face tat and a six pack 

But I bet I could beat your bitches couchie back 

Skinny niggas winning right now 

When the big nigga come back in style 

Bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I could be broker then you 

But I got more respect and more power 

Right now I sell CD's 

But I used to slang powder 

I ain't gata have no paper to get me skin 

I just give had her my phone and she punch her number in 

And I don't pay for yoak 

You see the big face Rolex watch 

The VS1 clarity watch 

The jacket made out of fox 

You know how much that cost 

The three dimensional diamond 

More carrots then bugs bunny 

Taylor made and hand crafted like 

Customize like King Johnny 

Some times I like to spoil myself 

All that hatin ain't nutritious 

Its bad for your health 

What about murder mouthin 

Through that nigga a towel 

He been dipped in sucker sauce 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

I turn it up on a bitch 

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