Lyrics:
record on
Let it play
Take me back
To yesterday
Come on baby sing
Turn, turn, turn it up loud light you one up and pass it around
The song remains
dude In the back
Let him have it
Pinky ring
Show the diamonds
In the reels with your bestie
When they play my shit in the club
You get wavy
Then I,
(we did)
Ready to go off any minute so you feel it (bah, bah)
Because of the law, I had to conceal it (I go by Weezy Baby)
And if you mess around
Holding back the hurt won't work
When you tell me that you do care, is it just another face that you wear?
It's my turn to play god fiend! It's my turn
turn my volume down
Do not bring your friends around
Only few, I'm holding down
La de da de da de da
Do I trust 'em? Probably not
I think that y'all
the phone down, turn it off
Talking strong cuz I can walk the walk (Work)
Light the floor up when it's time to walk (Oh)
Spin around and dip before I crawl
right
I don't wanna turn around
Don't wanna lose my ground
Cause I'm so close to finding home
Cause what I'm looking for
Is not a place to go
It's a place
shit back (shit back)
See me pull up inna drop top (drop top)
Shawty buss it down lemme see that ass pop (pop)
Turn around Back dat ass up don’t stop
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?
On my wrist I got a 30, on my neck I got a 30
On my hip I got a 30, on my back I got a 30
Hitting all my
by the view
Look into my eyes oh baby you know that I love you
Baby turn around and talk about it
Ain't no point in standing still
So baby we should
down in Brooks
Warehouses and winding roads
Bedroom town for
The cold, poor, and alone
So much for a home
I don't wanna know
Pour it out on the children
down on my knees to ya, Magdalena! I wantcha ta walk back to me, baby,
I wantcha to turn around by the Sparkletts machine.
That's it! That's it! In
really mastered guilt, so Ima get this money and cover my daughter like a quilt (Brook)
And I done found my groove so Ian bout to quit
And ion fuck around
couldn't see
How could it be, that the curtain is closin' on me
I turn around, find a gun on the ground
Cock it, put it to my brain, scream, "Die Shady!"
leonardo's bride
she turns the t.v. on
it's 9 a.m. she's bored again
she has no place to be
nothing going down
she just hangs around
she surrenders
LOUD!
And yup I got the neighbors losing sleep
From the way I crank it up and let it beat
Yeah
Turn it up like
(Boom boom boom boom)
Let it beat
I stay (ha ha, ha ha)
The B-to-the-R-to-the-O-the-O-K
Place where I rest is on my born day, bust it
Sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch
turn around)
Once I'm able to see that you're stable
(Wish you could see me)
I'll turn you all around
We take the back roads, yea
Cause no one will
boy, Poppa see to put a slug in your vest
Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine
By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
So turn
of our ancestors spirit that's gon' ring around they fuckin' neck
Bet that
We ain't never had to beg to get our respect back
Even if we gotta shout from
turn our backs on them
And we dare to condemn
I think its time that we turn around
And show God how much we care for Him
By loving the world He came
Baby don't look back cause we can't turn around
By your side
Yes I will be by your side
None to fear and none to hid
You can be my guiding light
tell me if it's possible
Can we get back
What we've lost
Are we too far gone
To turn it around now
Can we get back
What we've lost
Are we too
by but didn't wait around
Tried to make it back, but couldn't turn around
Voices in my head, I couldn't hear a single sound
Am calling on my maker with
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