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(Drumma Boy)
DJ Drama, it do my G?
the world nigga (DJ Drama!)
We the summer
I swear the night is starting to feel just like the before
You know I'm on 80 all a fool-io
We putting sparkles on them make them move the ho
My name is Young and I don't club that tool-io

I say, step up in bitch (bitch), you know I got my weapon (Young!)
This ain't a gym class, why is everybody (Haha)
Yeah I send them hoes some bottles, man them looking thirsty (Thirsty)
My checks are for the rim, I'm in bitch, I'm looking birdie (damn)
You know the coupe is murder, the coupe is bloody murder (Ay!)
Yeah that motherfucker black, all pour color 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 kill them, gourmet to the (Yeah ho)
400 for this door, and it ain't got no rims (Yeah)
Tell my keep them bottles coming, I'm drinking like a fish
When sparklers pass your table, all you bitches make a wish

How much liquor it gonna to get it crackin' in this bitch
Look I 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 it's packed up in ho
Turn down for
down for what?

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

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

How much liquor it gonna take to get it in this bitch
I came to get it in now why you actin' this bitch
Turn down for
Turn for what?
Just let me give me the word I get it cracking in this ho
And I'm about to out, you know it's packed 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 In the booty 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 like a sawed off, makin' NBA money, I'm a ball hog
Big blunts and nigga 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
Getting toppled by your bitch, my nigga your turn
bitches on my balls (balls), got 'em dancing with the stars (Stars)
Once a million dollar nigga (nigga), half a million cars (Cars)
Have to love them ratchet bitches (bitches), they get 2 Live the Crew (Crew)
Make them pop that pussy open (open), man I feel like Uncle (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
down for what?
Just let me know give me the I get it cracking in this ho
And I'm about to show out, you know it's packed up in ho
Turn down for
Turn for what?

Yeah, there you it, nigga
Memphis (Turn down 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 (Turn down for what?)
up, turn down for what? Turn down for what?