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Turnt ft. Beyonce & 2 Chainz

Turnt ft. Beyonce & 2 Chainz Lyrics The-Dream

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[Verse 1: Beyonce]
Red light special
Undress me under the candle light
Turnt up in this business
Watch me do all of them things you like
Im ready to go, ready to blow like Grammy night
In the back of that limousine
Billy bob, and angeline
All you gotta do, is the say the word
And ill be right there on ya
All you gotta do, is the say the word
And ill be right there for ya
Do this while I do that, we like 'good, true that'
Come baby be you, get on it while I see you
Turnt up, all the way to the ceiling
Turn up 'til you ain't got no feeling
On my phone, that's Siri - talkin' 'bout you gon' kill it
Beat it up 'til I black out, cash out (your job)

[Hook]
I need that sexy (ratchet)
Sophisticated (ratchet)
That black lover when it's hot outside
In the summertime (ratchet)
What you need, that cocky? (ratchet)
Ready to cock back (ratchet)
That drop-top in December or mid winter (ratchet)
Turn up, turn up, turn up, boy
Turn up, turn up, turn up, boy
Lovin' everything you do
Baby, I'm in love with you
Turn up, turn up, turn up, boy
Turn up, turn up, turn up, boy
People think I'm crazy
But I love you 'cause I'm crazy too

[Verse 2: The-Dream]
My black light special
She's hotter than a flame tonight
Burn up in this hoe and watch her do all of the things I like
Said you the reason why all these rap niggas start singing
Said you the reason while all the cute girls got babies
All you gotta to is say "what's happening"
And I'll be right there, baby
All you gotta to is say "what's popping"
And I'll be right there, shorty
On my phone like Siri - I told you I was gon' kill it
Got my chains on and they're jelly
Where's Michelle at, and where's Kelly?

[Hook]

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
Got a picnic table my automo
Pull up on the ho and go "we gotta go"
You come out lookin like a pot 'o gold
Now they tryna cramp our style... charley horse
I'm like whats yo name whats yo phone number
I kill that thang woah man slaughter
You so sexy man I ain't flexin
Shorty i'll drink your bath water
Ferragamo's are my loafers got my loafers on the sofa
An I'm drinkin out the bottle man I'm gonna need a bib
Lookin like a kid tell you what it is
Tell you where to go man i tell you what i did
You'ain't kickin it you get kicked out
I dont bring sand in my beach house
And your body must be anticipated
Cause it already done leaked out

[Hook]

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