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Turnt Up

yea lets go lets go

microphone check, i make em all bounce

every teller and bank of America, make em all count

you gon need da whole staff to add up the amount

its gon to take to pay me off to keep out yo house

to keep me n my zone, so that i don't zone out

im rich and po like zone 4

thoughts as deep as tone loc

walk wit me like old folk, cross da street a scores goaled

i don't rap, i hockey rink cuz my flow(floor) is so cold

i am on my mm hmm, they are on they oh no..

i am really in here(hair) they ain't real like soul glo

don't u know im so sho, them niggaz got no glow

find a master for(b4) you can come back into the dojo

lupe got his mind right, nigga dis is my mic

and I've come to take it all back like miller hi lite

he must not be tied tight, back against the wall

he will throw a ball, like he playin Jai Alai

I'll do the register, you just get dem fries right

i don't trust America after watching zeitgeist

take a look at my stripes, chest look like a tiger arm

and im hot as tiger baum, fire like a five alam

and its set to tie a barn, get ya firefighter on

i ain't worried bout you hoes,i don't even need to roll

i turn down yo X like how you put yo tires on

once i get these tires on i buy a bomb and tie it on

and ride this around the entire song

find a line to drive it on, park it near a metaphor

wait for it, the timers on

you can turn yo hydrants on, I'll jus turn my wipers on

wipe it off then wipe me down but don't 4get about my BOMB!

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