Lyrics:
with us
When we was down 10 to our last meal
Everybody tried to laugh at us
It's Cythadon and Boboy
Mo fucker turn the anthem up
This the Puna Boy Anthem
Turn Up
By: Luvinnia Flowers
Yeah Bish
And itspunkinbitch
And we just turn up in this bish
And we just turn up in this bish
And we just turn up
and the crew
They turn up on time just cos they always do
And Phil plays I Ain't Marching, it's his favorite song
And Bob plays harmonica but he plays it all
(David, David Banner, David-)
(Ain't the way I planned it)
Oh, no, no (oh)
If you could only know my feelings (yeah)
Then you would know how much
turn back the hands of time
I would if I could but what if it did more bad than good
If I could turn back the hands of time
I'd just leave it alone
And come up and do a walk by on your bitch-ass
It's nay thun, don't give a fuck about how much money you got nigga
It's about how you outsmart the next nigga
produced by David Banner
And we wanna talk to you a
Little something like this babygirl dig this
I've been watchin' your body since
You walked in the party
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
Lambo doors, she ain't ever seen before
Top floor in condos
Pull up wearin' red rose gold
Pourin' lean by the 4, bad bitches at my show
Turn up, turn
again, I've been born again
In His spirit, and His name
I'm sanctified!
Lord I testify
He's right by my side
I believe it be
His word is so clear
One flame, one bonfire, let it burn higher
I never show signs of fatigue or turn tired
'Cause I'm the definition of tragedy turned triumph
It's David
turn up turn up
(Verse 2)
Ain’t gonna take shit from anybody
Bad energy far away me kept running
I getting hot blood never gonna cool it
Sky be my limit
""Confessional is down here... Just a few more steps""
Then Father David turns around... Hits you over the head!
Coming too... Strapped down... Naked
As Father
by me.
and all of my real guys ginger me
shout out to my guy wey eat ground
so as i don speed up ,i change gear.
as i dey follow no man exchange
turn it up, that's really how you work the V
Your stash ain't never dry if you getting your work from me
We do this shit perfectly, we're enough
life
Lord have mercy!
Yo', check it out, I want all the refugees out there
To just put up your motherfuckin' hands, you know you're a fuckin'
Growing up what it was like
Section 8, grab a plate
Food for thought, gravitate
Food stamps, social services tryna take me away
My mama locked up, I pray
at all
If they don't like it, they can all get fucked instead of suckin' him off
They can get a belt or neck tie, to hang themselves by
Like David
close to danger
Most of my life 'cause if it don't work, worry and anger
Poisioned by demons, once upon a time my thought was pure
What will I endure
Yeah
Ay, can y'all turn my headphones down? Significantly?
Cool, that's good
It was super loud
First of all, this shit about me
I ain't made
bumping Kirk Franklin
We up in the church and we open the Bible
And turn to the psalms and we hit it like David
You smell the aroma, we raise it up over
We
Das Ist Grauzam
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"Cerebral Necrosis" recordings:
Music: David
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
town
Now these bitches want me around
Nigga I'm Counting it all up by the Grand
It was all in the plan
Whiles Theirs blood in the sand
I'm turning g
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