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Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Chris Webby ft. Dizzy Wright - Turnt Up Lyrics


Like Nah Nah Nah...
Nah Nah Nah, Nah Nah Nah...
Nah Nah...
Nah...

Nah Nah Nah, Nah Nah Nah...
C Web In The Booth 
And I Speak It Real
Got Another Beat To Kill

And I Be Roasting Motherf**kers
Rest In Peace Patrice O'Neil
Roll Up Another Blunt
Now How That Diesel Feel?

Got Me Swerving Man
Who The F**k Gave Me The Wheel?
Who The F**k Gave Me These Pills?
Now I'm Off In Another Dimension

In Need Of An Intervention
Cause These Drugs Are 
Too F**king Expensive
But I'm Feeling Terrific Dude

Banging These Broads With 
No F**king Protection
Yeah, What Were You Saying Babe?
I Wasn't Paying Any F**king Attention

Rumbling Engine, Rolling Up 
In My Camaro And Cruise
Living It Like A Pirate Man
Always Got Me A Barrel Of Booze

Skipping The Fools
Go Right For The Tip Of Masseuse
Sippin' And Ripping The Bubbler
Puffing Until I Can Barely Move

Lay Back And Then Stare 
At The Moon, Ooh
Bippidy Bobbidy Boo
Webby Be Ripping

It Properly Too
Hipping And Hopping 
And Rambling Shit
Cause These Pills I've Been 

Popping Have Got Me Confused
Shoot Up, Burn It Down
Light It Up, Pass It Around
I'm A Bad Boy Bitch

You Didn't Know? You Know It Now
We Just Doin' What We Doing, 
And We'll Never Give A F**k
Put Some Liquor In My Bottle 

And Some Ganja Rolled Up
We Just Livin' Like Whatever 
And We'll Never Have Enough
Bout To Get This Motherf**ker Turned Up 

Turned Up
Like Nah Nah Nah...
Nah Nah Nah, Nah Nah Nah...
Nah Nah Nah...
Nah Nah Nah, Nah Nah Nah...

I'm Not The One You Want A Problem With
You'd Better Follow It
Swear I'm Ready For Whatever 
Standing In Front Of My Mirror

Supporting My Confidence
A Little Weed, You Could 
Throw It On Top Of This
We Get It Popping, 

Yo Bitch Gettin' Topless
Now That You Know, 
Niggas Adopting The Flow
Niggas Can't Stop This Shit

The Problem Is We Won't Acknowledge It
But Me And Webby I Wanna Get That
If That Nigga Wanna Get Mad, 
Sit Up And Get Up

And Fuck That Get That
Now I'm Playing Like 
A Kid On The Black Top
Got The... With A Flat Top

You Got A Flat Face
Bad Boy, It's A Bad Day
Look At Me Sideways, 
And I'mma Hit You With A Uppercut

Too Cold, Better Bundle Up
Huddle Up Cause We Comin' Up
Turnt Up, Finna Fuck It Up
I Guarantee That The Crowd Go Crazy

When I Hit The Stage, 
You Could Bet A Hundred Bucks
Boy We Out Here Grinding
Smoking The Finest, 

Getting The Highest
Getting The Mommas, 
You Know When I'm Coming
Just Smell For The Ganja

Vegas Soldier, Taking Over
Traveling And Taking Shots
Tattoo Shops, 
Don't Forget The Place To Rock

I Need A Nasty Girl To Taste The Cock
In The Office, 
Running All Over These Niggas
Like Bitches, 

You Niggas Is Softer Than Niggas
That Just Got To Prison, 
This Project X Shit Is Real
Somebody Pass The God Damn Liquor

That Rap Phenomenon
Inked Up, Looking Like Comic Con, Rasta Man
H.A.M. On The Mic, No Ramadan
Go On And On, And Leave With A Soccer Mom

Cause I Kill That Beat
Roll One Up In That Swisher Sweet
Sticky Green, Sticky Green
With Orange Hairs, Like Pete And Pete

Flowing Double Time When I'm On The Beat
Holding Up Mine When I Hit The Street
Burn So Much, I Be High For Weeks
Spit It So Dirty, I Need New Sheets

My Grinder's Full, 
And I Ain't Talkin Turkey, Cheese
I'm Talking AK47, 
Purple Kush And Sour D

Put It In The Bowl, 
I'll Get A Dutchie Rolled
Sprinkle Some Keef On It, 
And Then Away We Go

Get In The Flow,
Lighting Up Heady To Dro
Partying On, 
Got That Confetti To Throw

Killing The Spot From The Moment
That Webby'll Step In The Door
Hit Some Shit, 

Got My Pencil Gripped
Instrumental Ripped, Living Life
Above The Law, 

And Way Under The Influence
Getting Mine While The Price High
What Can I Say? I'm Pretty Fly For A White Guy



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