Turn Up ft. Derrtie Al Lyrics

Can't stop now, deejay turn the record on

Girl bob ya head this a be a favorite song

Can't stop now, we can party to the mourn

Tell the deejay bring it back and put the record on

And turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up

Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up

Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up

Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up

Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up

Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up

Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up

Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' turn up

Turn my fuckin' beat up

Beat so hard it's tearin' my seat up

Come get in my car, that's a cool mamacita

Or is it senorita, beat just jigglin' her D cups

Got the AC on, but you don't need it with the speaker watts

Tomb of the boom, Outkast in my speaker box

Don't care what you think, boy, I'm bout to have the streets on locked

My shit is so turned up, I hope my tweeters don't pop

Drinkin' lita, now stop, I think it's Jose Cuervo

I'm so country, I be killin' deer with bow and arrow

Oh, you a tough guy, thinkin' you fuckin' with C 4

Then watch these nine milli rounds fuck up your bone and marrow

Now get crunk, what's up punk, I eat niggas like you for lunch

Kicked his ass so quick, he didn't even get a punch

When he woke up, it was brunch, he slept the whole day

And you don't wanna know what's in my trunk, it's best you walk away

Can't stop now, deejay turn the record on

Girl bob ya head this a be a favorite song

Can't stop now, we can party to the mourn

Tell the deejay bring it back and put the record on

And turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up

Tell the deejay bring it back and tear my fuckin' beat up

Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up

Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up

Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up

Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up

Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up

Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up

Speakers turn way up, volume on the maximum

Blastin' gas, I'm passin' em, no questions, ain't answerin

Cell phone, no handler, I do damage to those eardrums

Press play, it's so fun to go dumb, I ain't hearin' none

Blow your fuckin' face off with the gasoline that I spit

I breathe fire like a Pokemon, got Charmander in the car with me

Got high standards at the bars with me, pass the ball and go far with me

Auto-lock, drive way loud music, hear me in the next county

Hear me from next week, bass to make your bones weak

Shake the town when I speak, turn my fuckin' beat up

Before you ass get beat up, sendin' threats to the sound guy

Record and go loud, I record and go dumb

Stupid, yeah you fuckin' knew that

Beat the beat up, till my hands are fuckin' blue-black

like what up, tell that motherf***** to shut up

Like what up, we about to turn the party up

Can't stop now, deejay turn the record on

Girl bob ya head this a be a favorite song

Can't stop now, we can party to the mourn

Tell the deejay bring it back and put the record on

And turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up

Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up

Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up

Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up

Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up

Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up

Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up

Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' turn beat up