Lyrics:
it's mya Moore
I need Christian Dior
Louie V floors
Smoking za getting head outdoors
Skeet on the whore
Feet on the shore
Told the plug trust my hustle
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister
[Mya:]
He met Marmelade down in old Moulin Rouge
Yeah, Mýa
Redzone, what, what?
It's after midnight and she's on your phone (phone)
Saying come over cause she's all alone ('lone)
I could tell
the fagget
Lets get dashed and crunk
I was lifted by a precher
So my mom pushed weight
Now I hooked up wit game
Real nigga with flame
He show me cali
jockin'(jockin') even though they guns be knockin'
Got to block it, throw my hands up and we dip it up and brawl
Talking all that nonsense, not being heard by me
the bump, turn up, turn up, turn up
Turn up the bump, turn up, turn up, turn up
Turn up, turn up, turn up the bump
Turn it up, hot damn, bump that
Bring it
Yeah, Mýa
Redzone, what, what?
It's after midnight and she's on your phone (phone)
Saying come over cause she's all alone ('lone)
I could tell
gotta go (yeah)
I don’t even need the fo’. I’m a ridah (ridah) (let’s turn it up)
Get money. I’m a ridah (ridah) (let’s turn it up)
Straight thuggin’. I’m
search fi di sign, several time
When we go suh it ain't no crime
Sean de Paul 'longside Mýa
Bloaw, bloaw
I've done some stupid shit
I've even lied
up, baby
I'm still waiting by the knob
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
I'm ready for the heavy stuff, oh yeah
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
Come
Intro:
Turn the sound up
Put some juice and turn it up
Can you turn the sound up
Yeah (Put some juice and turn it up)
Cuz this gon be like
Chorus:
[Intro: Shyheim]
Flick up your lighters (yeah, uh)
Flick up your lighters (yeah, yeah, yeah, come on, Bottom Up! yeah)
Flick up your lighters (Ay,
the fagget
Lets get dashed and crunk
I was lifted by a precher
So my mom pushed weight
Now I hooked up wit game
Real nigga with flame
He show me cali
the fagget
Lets get dashed and crunk
I was lifted by a precher
So my mom pushed weight
Now I hooked up wit game
Real nigga with flame
He show me cali
He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said, "Hello, hey Joe, you wanna give it a go?"
Oh, uh-huh
He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said, "Hello, hey Joe, you wanna give it a go?"
Oh, uh-huh
to work, I do my job
I gets it in, I goes hard
Think I had too much to drink, you feel me God
Too turned up, I broke the knob
I bet you won't
Turn up, turn
it up, sing this song
Love it when you turn me on
Yo, now it's on, shorty's strippin in the living room
My heart racing cuz I know I'm gon hit it
Intro: Ras Kass
That's some real shit
Sometimes I be watching, you know what I'm saying,
the little videos and shit.
I just be trying to imagine
I'm saying
Trae, Mya huh we bout to set
It off round this motherfucker
Bout time they make way for another guerilla
These other niggas ain't the truth
hoping it will take the pain away
Higher, I just wanna, feel higher
We can jam like mya
I just wanna, feel higher, wanna feel
I'm in the rain, know I'm
Should I slow up
Don't want to be the guy that's throwing up
And my boy came through with a double-up, all I heard was
Tell me when to turn up
Oh, it's
again
Hot hot
Bout to level up turn it up a notch
I see the dj in the back
Turning up the spot
I see a beauty in the back
I want another lot
Yo mommy can
long dick daddy love How I ride it
Serve a bitch like I’m Serena with the Racket
Trill bitch pull up to ya court with The ratchet
Drive off with ya nigga
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