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goon twinn - turn up 3 lyrics
[intro]
“turn up 3,” turn up, “turn up 3” (woo, woo, woo, woo, woo)
ayy, what wrong with these n_ggas, man?
n_gga callin’ my phone right now, talkin’ ’bout he want beef, n_gga (haha)
i tell him we can do however he want to
we can meet up where og stay, n_gga
we can pull up where your mama lay (b_tch ass n_gga)
we can meet up at the park, n_gga
you can catch the 1_on_1
matter fact, i ain’t with all that talkin’ sh_t, n_gga
tell a n_gga we can do it like this (ho, hotboy produced it, grrah)
ayy
[verse]
we can shoot it out any way at night, broad day
n_gga, we’ll come where you stay
catch you up in traffic, do it on the e_way
or we can meet up at the park, n_gga, you can catch the fade
1_on_1, do a half where you roll to
my n_ggas ready, yeah, they comin’ like the platoons
you try somethin’, they gon’ spray, no pеrfume
shoot the check, now i’m all in hеr mouth, no mushroom
got the o’s with me on the plug and if he run up, then he stupid
we gon’ leave him wet like a fluid
i just might call up a groupie, make her slurp me like a smoothie
then tell her to get out like the movie, yeah
she like, “goon, look how you do me”
f_ckin’ on his ho, yeah, he clueless
she like, “baby, i can’t chop and make the movies”
the whole time, she was givin’ me head like a scooter
lil’ dude, but i’m comin’ like deebo
try to rob who? you get shot like a free throw
only want green like that n_gga ceelo, so you can get the freak ho
she been sucked the squad, no mosquito
last night, i was with a bad b_tch, made a tape with her like mimi and nikko
but i ain’t need to be f_cked, just told the ho, “suck”
yeah, she got me head, no negro
if i see a opp, i wanna drop, this a wrap, no burrito
i want his ass cracked, curled up like a frito
he tried to run up like he beast mode, blew his ass off, torpedo
i found him at the front of crowd with a tuxedo
askin’ god why it had to happen to me, though
i ain’t f_ckin’ with n_ggas that incognito
f_ck a opp, we got more tools than home depot
with my iron rubber, did him like remy, f_ck his back and hit his kidneys
left him limpin’ like he tipsy, number hundreds in my britches
it’s fallin’ out, need some stitches
try to take it, end up missin’, that go for all you little b_tches that thinkin’ ’bout doin’ somethin’
bet my n_ggas bring out the drums and shoot up your house and leave your face ruined (hotboy produced it)
[outro]
n_gga, woo (“turn up 3”)
twinn baby, “turn up 3,” turn up, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
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