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Turn It Up Explicit contentE

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Lyrics

Intro

Ayy, look

Turn that shit up

Yeah, yeah

What's happenin'?

Chorus

Whole lotta pressure when I walk in

Big mood, I ain't worried 'bout a damn thing

She got her own bag, she don't need my chain

We both outside, tryna make the whole place shake

Whole lotta pressure, don't kill my vibe

Too much talk, better keep that shit outside

I came with my people, we ain't here to fight

Just tryna turn this motherfucker up tonight

Verse 1

Walk through the door, everybody look

I ain't even pose, I just came off the hook

My girl look good, got the whole room shook

He keep starin', better close that book

I got my crew in the back, drinks on the table

DJ play that shit, now the floor unstable

Everybody yellin', nobody actin' regular

Whole place jumpin', this shit gettin' ridiculous

She said, "You always loud," I said, "That's the point"

We don't do no boring, we came to make noise

If the beat got bounce, then we all get involved

Ain't nobody sittin' when the bass hit hard

Chorus

Whole lotta pressure when I walk in

Big mood, I ain't worried 'bout a damn thing

She got her own bag, she don't need my chain

We both outside, tryna make the whole place shake

Whole lotta pressure, don't kill my vibe

Too much talk, better keep that shit outside

I came with my people, we ain't here to fight

Just tryna turn this motherfucker up tonight

Verse 2

She got a slick mouth, talk back, I like that

Tell me "move around," then she pull me right back

I ain't tryna argue, I'm just here for the fun

If she say she ready, then we gone when she done

Phone keep ringin', I ain't checkin' that shit

Everybody outside, got the whole squad lit

He actin' too tough, but he scared to dance

Now he in the corner tryna watch my hands

I came for a good time, not a long debate

Tell the DJ run it back, let the whole room shake

If they came with bad vibes, let 'em stay by the gate

We got one more song, we ain't leavin' this place

Bridge

Turn it up, turn it up

Don't give a fuck, let it bump

Hands high, bass low

Everybody lose control

Final Chorus

Whole lotta pressure when I walk in

Big mood, I ain't worried 'bout a damn thing

She got her own bag, she don't need my chain

We both outside, tryna make the whole place shake

Whole lotta pressure, don't kill my vibe

Too much talk, better keep that shit outside

I came with my people, we ain't here to fight

Just tryna turn this motherfucker up tonight

Outro

Ayy

Whole lotta pressure

Run that shit back

Yeah

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