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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 just the night before
You I'm on 80 all acting a fool-io
We putting sparkles on them make them move the ho
My is Young and I don't club without that tool-io

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

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

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

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

How liquor it gonna take to get it crackin' in this bitch
I came to get it in now why you actin' this bitch
Turn for what?
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 it's up in this ho
down for what?
Turn for what?

Turn for what?
Made a few off two flows, big dog, Cujo
Your man here, you mad now? In the club, I'm the cash cow
We turning up, we broke the knob up, I'm on Xanex, not to nod off
Finna bust your bitch a sawed off, makin' NBA money, I'm a ball hog
Big blunts and nigga still facing, account look like The Matrix
be acting still hatin', I'm rich and I stay super faded
Pouring up that Bombay, let reefer burn
Getting toppled by your bitch, my nigga your turn
Groupie bitches on my (balls), got 'em dancing with the stars (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), man I feel like Uncle Luke (Luke)

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

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