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(Drumma Boy)
DJ Drama, it do my G?
It's the nigga (DJ Drama!)
We the summer
I swear the night is starting to feel like the night before
You know I'm on 80 all acting a
We putting on them bottles make them move the ho
My name is and I don't club without that tool-io

I say, step up in this (bitch), you know I got my weapon (Young!)
This ain't a gym class, why is sweatin' (Haha)
Yeah I send hoes some bottles, man them bitches looking thirsty (Thirsty)
My checks are for the rim, I'm in this bitch, I'm birdie (damn)
You the coupe is bloody murder, the coupe is bloody murder (Ay!)
Yeah that motherfucker black, let's all pour purple (That's right)
34 squares so 1200 a circle
Do them numbers in his head, swear nigga smart as Urkel (Yeah ho)
Mirror, mirror, should I kill them, to the Tims (Yeah ho)
400 for this four door, and it got no rims (Yeah)
Tell my waitress keep bottles coming, I'm drinking like a fish
When those sparklers pass your table, all you bitches a wish

How much liquor it take to get it crackin' in this bitch
I came to get it in now why you actin' this bitch
Turn down for
Turn down for
Just let me know me the word I get it cracking in this ho
And I'm about to show out, you know packed up in this ho
Turn down for
Turn down for

DJ Drama, what up,
them sparklers in the sky, nigga.

Motion picture shit, nigga I pull up in moe (Action)
450 thou, I blew that on a two (Aston)
I got a new summer bag, I'll send you to Pluto (He gone)
Got a street nigga, but you knew that the get go (I ain't here)
I'm turnt up to the max, and I'm just stunting on these (I ain't here)
I'm real as they say, so I'm court on these niggas (I ain't here)
Wife and jeans, and a pair of Jordans on these niggas (Swag)
Heat cocked to the back, and I the sport on these niggas (Yeah ho)
You get money show it, if you ain't then stop lying
If you looking for a nigga, I ain't hard to find (Chea)
Only nigga in the city, million a car
How you kick it with the goon, you to be with the star

How much liquor it gonna take to get it crackin' in this
Look I came to get it in now why you this bitch
Turn for what?
down for what?
Just let me know give me the word I get it cracking in ho
And I'm to show out, you know it's packed up in this ho
Turn for what?
Turn for what?

Turn down for
a few mill off two flows, big dog, Cujo
Your man here, you mad In the booty club, I'm the cash cow
We turning up, we the knob up, I'm on Xanex, trying not to nod off
bust your bitch like a sawed off, makin' NBA money, I'm a ball hog
Big blunts and still facing, bank account look like The Matrix
Niggas be acting hatin', I'm rich and I stay super faded
Pouring up Bombay, let that reefer burn
toppled by your bitch, my nigga wait your turn
Groupie bitches on my balls (balls), got 'em dancing with the (Stars)
Once a dollar nigga (nigga), half a million dollar cars (Cars)
to love them ratchet bitches (bitches), they get 2 Live with the Crew (Crew)
Make them pop that pussy open (open), man I feel like Luke (Luke)

How much it gonna take to get it crackin' in this bitch
Look I to get it in now why you actin' this bitch
Turn down for
down for what?
Just let me know give me the word I get it cracking in ho
And I'm about to show out, you know it's up in this ho
Turn down for
Turn down for

Yeah, there you it, nigga
Memphis Tenn (Turn for what?)
Yo Gotti, Juicy J, Drumma Boy, DJ Drama (Turn for what?)
The motherfuckin' committee, nigga, it's the
We runnin' the motherfuckin' summer, no questions (Turn for what?)
Rolexes up, down for what? Turn down for what?