Young Thug — Turn It Up 4 Me

[Intro: Young Thug] (Travis Porter) Shake that ass for my brothers (Uh) Clap that ass for my brothers, yeah (Woo, yeah) Do your thing my niggas, yeah Yeah (Thugger) [Pre-Chorus: Young Thug] Lil' mama, she clappin' her booty (Yeehaw) Lil' mama, she don't got no cooties (Dig) If she don't got class, then she tutor (She don't) But she don't got no hair on her cootie (She don't) We don't got hammers on the woolie (Yeehaw) She hang with some bloods and she boolin' (Brrrr) I don't gotta aim with a woolie (I don't) But I'm just like Nike, I do it (Hey) [Chorus: Young Thug] Turnin' up for me, baby Turnin' up for me, woah, woah Turnin' up for me, baby Turn it up for me, woah, woah I'm with all my fuckin' bros I'm with all these fuckin' woes I'm with all my fuckin' goons We can fill the whole fuckin' room [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] Turnin' up for me, baby Turnin' up for me, woah, woah Turnin' up for me, baby Turnin' up for me, woah, woah Turn it up for me, baby (Turn up, turn up, woah) Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Turn it up for me, woah, woah [Verse 1: Strap] Turn it up for me, baby Turn it up for me (Yee) Travis Porter, Thugger Thugger Bitch, this shit ain't free (Bitch) Now we go shoppin' on Melrose This beat go hard as some shell toes Rockin' more red than Death Row Workin' the midgy whenever the kush gone Don't need no key 'cause it push home I push a button and it turn on Roll a blunt and pour the syrup on Coupe bigger than the Georgia Dome In the coupe gettin' Georgia dome Squattin' in it with the Forgis on Come shake that ass and you might get some provolone Lay that shit down and we came in with 20 tones [Chorus: Young Thug] Turnin' up for me, baby Turnin' up for me, woah, woah Turnin' up for me, baby Turn it up for me, woah, woah I'm with all my fuckin' bros I'm with all these fuckin' woes I'm with all my fuckin' goons We can fill the whole fuckin' room [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] Turnin' up for me, baby Turnin' up for me, woah, woah Turnin' up for me, baby Turnin' up for me, woah, woah Turn it up for me, baby (Turn up, turn up, woah) Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Turn it up for me, woah, woah [Verse 2: Quez] I be with a bunch of Gs, you know I got racks on me Yeezy boot come to my knees, that lil' bitch harassing me That lil' bitch love all my songs That lil' bitch don't turn me on Police keep harassing me, gotta turn my headlights on I'm on somethin', yeah She let that pussy go for 400, yeah She [?] I left her nose runnin', yeah That lil' bitch be S.O.P. (Yeah) Turn it up for me, baby Turn it up for Juju please Turn it up for me, baby Turn it up for all my boys You can see them diamonds bright 'Cause we got that icing on Turn it up for me, baby I can see you in the crowd You wildin' out, I'm leanin' down You showed your tits, I cracked a smile (Hey) Do what you do, girl, you know that I like it You and your friend, girl, I know that y'all dykin' Kiss on each other, I'm gettin' excited Pulled out the rubber, ain't rollin' no dices Travy and Thugger got bitches, man Travy and Thugger got bitches, man Bitch hit my phone, I'm a business man (Business) Just turn it off for my people then (Yeah, yeah) [Chorus: Young Thug] Turnin' up for me, baby Turnin' up for me, woah, woah Turnin' up for me, baby Turn it up for me, woah, woah I'm with all my fuckin' bros I'm with all these fuckin' woes I'm with all my fuckin' goons We can fill the whole fuckin' room [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] Turnin' up for me, baby Turnin' up for me, woah, woah Turnin' up for me, baby Turnin' up for me, woah, woah Turn it up for me, baby (Turn up, turn up, woah) Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Turn it up for me, woah, woah [Outro: Young Thug] Thugger