Daz Dillinger - Turn Up lyrics

All my ladies in the club turn up, turn up All my fellows in the club turn up All my ladies in the club turn up, turn up All my fellows in the club turn up Get off your a** and get up You said that you're down N***a you ain't with us We got bad b*****s lookin' at us N***a what's up? What's up? She throws up And the way she shakes that a** She can make a couple hundred From a caterpillar to a bu*terfly From a lady to a woman Don't make me turn up And start just to do it I start throwin' bombs at the b***h Street money, no filthy rich Bouncin' on that p***y You bouncin' on my d**k Say God damn! 3 bad b*****s in the middle a** week I say god damn So turn it up For the daz All my ladies in the club turn up, turn up All my fellows in the club turn up, All my ladies in the club turn up, turn All my fellows in the club turn up All I do is turn up Og cush we burn up Hold that brochure, don't concern us Me and daddy back in the kitchen Get the move Hold your b***h In the club they lovin' me Every girl come huggin' me In the state, in the club Got a couple girls that are lovin' me Bad hoes they love a swag The ugly hoe be so mad When I come through and they drop They talk with a black man All my ni***z they're rich homies Ain't about money That s**t is phony Stay turn and not broke You stay hurt and not broke All my ladies in the club turn up, turn up All my fellows in the club turn up All my ladies in the club turn up, turn up All my fellows in the club turn up Yeah we bad, we bad From Cali down South you know we got that sack N***a, n***a, n***a eeny-miny-mo Got molly, coke or dro Where the bombers drop When you find it let me know If that p***y rolls 6 a** moving on To the beat with an empty freak Up she got to do And you know I'm a real n***a Burn up, burn up And I'm a real b***h Turn up, turn up All my ladies in the club turn up, turn up All my fellows in the club turn up All my ladies in the club turn up, turn up All my fellows in the club turn up