Yung Berg - Turn Up lyrics

[Intro: Ca**ie] I know you love my body, babe – yeah I know you love my body, babe – yeah I know you love my body, babe – yeah yeah, yeah yeah [Hook: Ca**ie] Turn up… Turn up… [Verse 1: Ca**ie] Money on my mind – Bonnie, you be Clyde Don't you wanna ride or die? ‘Cause I keep it tight Work a 9-5, he be on his grind Red-bottoms and Louboutins, you know the things I like Give me all your money 'cause they don't do it like I Hundred bottles I pour every night, yeah… Always on your mind – just a matter of time Bad b**hes they linking up – shorty, when they see I Let me tell you something that these girls are scared to tell you Yeah, it's all for you, so you know you're supposed to Give me all your time, tell me that you're mine Yellow tape outside – white chalk the lines [Hook: Ca**ie] Turn up… Turn up… [Verse 2: Meek Mill] I pull up on n***as – murder scene, murder scene …pushin' that 911 – emergency, emergency Say n***a, I ain't never heard of you Bet my life you've heard of me Bet you've heard I spit hot sh** and I burn n***as, third degree Just zappers on ‘em, no strap – I ain't gon' hold back All I do is throw racks – all these hoes know that My pockets lookin' like ADS shocks, these pockets on me so fat These diamonds on me they picture perfect They flash, n***a, call that All I know is turn up – bottles, 'bout to burn up And it's blood all on my b**h shoes like she just caught a murder And I'm gettin' money, word up I'm ballin', n***a, word up And when it come to these hoes, I hit b**hes, I turn up [Hook: Ca**ie] Turn up… Turn up…