{Drumma Boy} {*echoes*}
[Intro: Young Jeezy]
DJ Drama, what it do my G?
+It's The World+ n***a (DJ DRAMA~!!)
We running the summer
I swear the night is starting to feel just like the night before
You know I'm on 80 all acting a fool-io
We putting sparkles on them bottles make them move the ho
My name is Young and I don't club without that tool-io
[Young Jeezy]
I say, step up in this b**h (b**h), you know I got my weapon (Young!)
This ain't a gym cla**, why is everybody sweatin' (Haha)
Yeah I send them hoes some bottles, man them b**hes looking thirsty (thirsty)
My checks are for the rim, I'm in this b**h, I'm looking birdie (daaamn)
You know the coupe is bloody murder, the coupe is bloody murder (AY!)
Yeah that motherf**er black, Harpo, color purple (That's right)
34 squares so that 1200 a circle
Do them numbers in his head, swear that n***a smart as Urkel (Yeah ho)
Mirror, mirror, should I k** them, gourmet to the Tims (Yeah ho)
400 for this four door, and it ain't got no rims (yeeeah)
Tell my waitress keep them bottles coming - I'm drinking like a fish
When those sparklers pa** your table, all you b**hes make a wish
[Hook: Young Jeezy]
H-H-H-H-How much liquor it gonna take to get it crackin' in this b**h
Look I came to get it in now why you actin' this b**h
Turn down for what?
Turn down for what?
J-J-J-J-Just let me know give me the word I get it cracking in this ho
And I'm about to show out - you know it's packed up in this ho
Turn down for what?
Turn down for what?
[Yo Gotti]
DJ Drama, what up, n***a?
Throw them sparklers in the sky, n***a...
Motion picture sh**, n***a I pull up in slo-mo (action)
450 thou, I blew that on a two door (Aston)
sh** I got a new summer bag, I'll send you to Pluto (he gone)
Gotti a street n***a, but you knew that from the get-go (I am)
I'm turnt up to the max, and I'm just stunting on these n***as (I am)
I'm real as they say, so I'm holding court on these n***as (I am)
Wife beaters and jeans, and a pair of Jordans on these n***as (swag)
Heat co*ked to the back, and I smash the sport on these n***as (Yeah ho)
You get money then show it, if you ain't then stop lying
If you looking for a n***a, b**h I ain't hard to find (chea)
Only n***a in the city, million dollars a car
How you kick it with the goon, you meant to be with the star
[Hook]
[Juicy J]
Turn down for what?
Made a few mill off two flows, big dog, Cujo
Your man here, you mad now; in the booty club, I'm the cash cow
We turning up, we broke the knob up, I'm on Xanax, trying not to nod off
Finna bust your b**h like a sawed off, makin' NBA money, I'm a ball hog
Big blunts and n***a still facing, bank account look like The Matrix
n***as be acting still hatin' - I'm rich and I stay super faded
Pouring up that Bombay, let that reefer burn
Getting toppled by your b**h, my n***a wait your turn
Groupie b**hes on my balls (balls), got 'em dancing with the stars (stars)
Once a million dollar n***a (n***a), half a million dollar cars (cars)
Have to love them ratchet b**hes (b**hes), they get too live with the Crew (Crew)
Make them pop that p**y open (open), man I feel like Uncle Luke (Luke)
[Hook]
[Outro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah... there you have it, n***a
Memphis Ten... (Turn down for what?)
Yo Gotti, Juicy J, Drumma Boy, DJ Drama (Turn down for what?)
The motherf**in' committee, n***a; +It's The World+
We runnin' the motherf**in' summer - no questions (Turn down for what?)
Rolexes up - TURN DOWN FOR WHAT?! TURN DOWN FOR WHAT?!