Turnt Lyrics

Broke bitches they be in the way

I like my bitch pretty and paid

Broke bitches they be in the way

I like my bitch pretty and paid

Broke bitches they be in the way

I like my bitch pretty and paid

Broke bitches they be in the way

I like my bitch pretty and paid

Yeah

Turnt up

Yeah I'm turnt

Broke boy better back up

She done ran her sack up

Can't nobody cap her

That pussy busing out the wrapper

Bout that action no actor

She gone eat it up off the platter

Shit shawty I'm flattered

Her bottom a apple

When I'm outside

I'm known to step and throw up the gang

And claim what I represent

Get in there get inside your bitch

Swimming in her Michale Phelps

My bitch ghetto and pretty and bad with a bag

Make me pull out a belt

Tried to help on the bills

She ain't want help

Shawty told me she can do it by herself

We making that money multiply

We don't give a fuck about the otherside

That make you a hoe you hang with that guy

I fuck with nobody they wonder why

No lucci

I'm putting my bitch in Gucci

I like the Louis Vuitton

Little bitch I'm really the one

Shinning on them like the sun

You stupid we really getting shit done

Trapping trying to make it work

Don't kill my vibe pop this perc

You not the real one you a squirt

Put his face up on a shirt

I'm smoking this earth I'm not smoking purple

I'm pouring the this purple when feelings get hurt

Your nigga a hoe he just missing a skirt

She ain't talking about nothing I just pull off and skirt

Broke bitches they be in the way

I like my bitch pretty and paid

Broke bitches they be in the way

I like my bitch pretty and paid

Broke bitches they be in the way

I like my bitch pretty and paid

Broke bitches they be in the way

I like my bitch pretty and paid

Yeah

Turnt up

Yeah I'm turnt

Broke boy better back up

She done ran her sack up

Can't nobody cap her

That pussy busing out the wrapper

About that action no actor

She gone eat it up off the platter

Eat it up

Shit shawty I'm flattered

Her bottom a apple

You ain't cut like that

You not even with it

Pull up in a pirate ship in your city

Ima dog baby ain't worried about the kitty

The blue and the pink I love hundreds and fifties

Love making new money who you know don't love it

It don't matter

My partner my mama my sister my cousin

She might be bad but her attitude ugly

The fucked up part she ain't gettin no money

She wanna be mine she gotta be in her bag

Poppin that shit really getting that cash

I let her drive and she doing the dash

All the way to the house in my bed we crashed

She thick thick

Yeah she wet wet

She gave up that neck neck

She sucking it reckless

That might be the one I need

She smell like Chanel not cheese

Little boy I'm always on beat

Can't stop me from waving the B

Your nigga a bum let me front him a P

Fire that boy up if he reach

Rip playing with me

Your motion gone cause the water to deep

She having water put the faucet on me

Broke bitches they be in the way

I like my bitch pretty and paid

Broke bitches they be in the way

I like my bitch pretty and paid

Broke bitches they be in the way

I like my bitch pretty and paid

Broke bitches they be in the way

I like my bitch pretty and paid

Yeah

Turnt up

Yeah I'm turnt

Broke boy better back up

Boy back up

She done ran her sack up

Can't nobody cap her

That pussy busing out the wrapper

About that action no actor

She gone eat it up off the platter

Eat it up

Shit shawty I'm flattered

Her bottom a apple