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Lyrics - Turn It Up
Lyrics by Oneplix · 115 BPM · Cmin
Verse 1:
One shot, two shot, three shot, four
When I’m kicking it with you I always drink

I'll squeeze your pig
Yeah, money are so special
When you're on your knees
My fucking lobster is grabbing
Everything we need
To live a life in the ocean

squeeze
Thank God I didn't go the wrong way
Mummy wouldn't let that be
I can tell when a man is gassed
And I know when a man's on greaze

I feel like

a thousand times
Pawns manning our stations
Told to weep for unknown crimes
Does it make a difference
If I live, or had never been born?
Can’t squeeze any more

and over and over again
'Til I came to a conclusion
That I'm so content to live with
We're gonna love you so much
Bygones will be long bygone by then
You'll

the bar
I ain't talkin' spotter
One phone call
Leave you on the blotter
Live by one rule
Death before dishonor
Let me get it back
Let me get it back
I'ma

my bitch nigga she a keeper
Gang just sped off you can't keep up
What's your chase bitch I need your visa

New stick with a lemon squeeze
He got shot

never boasting
I been learning more about you even by the ocean
Little things I never saw but I now I zone in
Poker face is never possible, I'm always

by the pz don't run don't trip
He was grabbing his leg like brody I'm hit
Imma take money baby don't get it confused bend blocks with the gang tryna

fi kill people yah know
Pull up inna drive by, shot em inna right
Bumbowole yah lanes fi evil yah know
Turn into a demon, transform to a multi
c

back
Lonely space will squeeze the life away
I feel so lonely
Cosmic comet
Flying by the paradise to the way to hell

Stars collide and you

Ack Like U Want It

Black Moon

Enta da Stage

1993

engraved
You frail ass niggaz want a piece of the 5, but
You can't fuck with the nigga that's live
Here catching wreck, with the Buckshot Shorty
Spark up

3-0-4

Lone Star Ridaz

40 Dayz/40 Nightz

2002

[Merciless]
Girl, squeeze your titties and scream my name
What you don't know, game recognize game
Rubbing on my tattoos, and freed my love
You fucking with

Cession at da Doghillee

Smif-N-Wessun

Dah Shinin'

1995

I flow fluidly, 
Though I be the being of your bee's wax
Ease back, fo' I squeeze that
We don't need that, do we, do we?
Rap style, groupie,

Ack Like U Want It

Black Moon

Enta Da Stage [Bonus Tracks]

1993

engraved
You frail ass niggaz want a piece of the 5, but
You can't fuck with the nigga that's live
Here catching wreck, with the Buckshot Shorty
Spark up

imposters give you a bowl of superstition
It's GOD over Money honey, the New Edition
I make my peace by bathing beneath the crucifixion
While they Judas

DNA's survival is to adapt and evolve
We shot you
Another rapper get clapped in they car
Fuck drama and schemes
Pull the Dalai Lama and squeeze
Shamans

the drop and smoke him like a cig'
Shh, stop hidin', come outside 'cause we know where you live

Grrah, gang, that SRT music
That shit that make you

titanium, mixed with uranium
Crack craniums, no tamin' him
Live at palladium (yeah), jam packed stadium (yeah)
Many men, you're afraid of him
Once they

girl, but not the ordinary

Extraordinary, a little too much to carry

Possessed by a demon on a mission

No man alive can refuse her proposition from

steez
Icicle biscuit squeeze I'm mechanical like a
Bicycle feel right by clipped debris
Batman's adversary pull out the gat
Man cat's get buried
When I

Your da wants a go oh we have a new challenger
Squeeze him by the neck 'til he looks like an avatar
Third opponent comes a surprise it's your

arrested swallowed by the cops
You telling on the gang you trade us up just for some fucking ops

No one stopping me I got the game up on a lock
Gripping

dream that I been sitting on since sixteen bouta clutch it shit and ima love it (shit) 
Toting on a big thing it is accompanied by a red beam bitch you