Clyde Carson - Turn Down For What lyrics

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Clyde Carson - Turn Down For What lyrics

[Hook: Clyde Carson] n***a turn down for what? Turn down for what?(X3) [Verse 1: Problem] b**h n***a what you want? So what my number in ya girl phone? So what ya girl gave my girl dome? It was crazy, you want me stop f**in' her? p**y n***a make me, TU king crown me official I came in her mouth, game came with a pistol You know i got the pills, ya boy got the drank Hoes got no limits all we need is a tank This sh** do be smackin' hell ya I'm high as my fashion You knee deep you hit me trust me I'm taxin' IRS i have left no right I'm gone And like the porch lights in the hood i stay on [Hook: Clyde Carson] [Verse 2: Game] White b**h, black b**h A little asian, a mexican, a frat b**h Show her top, ski, skinny, or a fat b**h I hit her up like lets go get a tat b**h b**h, I'm from bompton, 2 speeds Hood n***a smack the kush outta loose leaves Let her bounce on the dick till that b**h leave She ain't even gotta call take my ten speed We don't love 'em(X2) we don't f** 'em Extra rubbers, we don't dub 'em Dirty sprite, red cup 'em Long night gotta f** 'em [Hook: Clyde Carson & Game] [Verse: 3 Game] Came through on them lame dudes V12 in the truck show 'em what that range do On the one ten f** the fo five Traffic like a maf**a nose dive From san Bernardino y city Carmines pasadena n***a my city Ri, ridin' through bompton, in the five fifty Sunroof open whole hood gettin' high with me I'm in the swap meet faded, worth twenty five mil(X2) I know you b**h n***a's hate it, got a angel on the grill b**h ridin' shotgun pop a pill like [Hook Clyde Carson]