Wanna keep you turned up, up, baby, keep you turned on 'Cause you're my party song I wanna keep you turned up, up, baby, keep you turned on You're my party song Knocking me down with that little beat you're thumpin' Keeping that king cab thumping And, girl, I

I still get jealous 'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful And everybody wants a taste That’s why (that’s why) I turn turn my cheer music up up And I’m puffing my chest You can call me obsessed It’s not your fault that they hover I mean no disrespect

Bitches getting loose Real shit, I ain't never been a liar Money buy the power, I could buy all the real shit I ain't never been a liar Walk up up to yo bitch, told 'er I'd buy 'er Nigga talk shit, I pull out the fire Loose off the goose, goose Turn Turn up,

Wanna keep you turned up, up, baby, keep you turned on 'Cause you're my party song I wanna keep you turned up, up, baby, keep you turned on You're my party song Knocking me down with that little beat you're thumpin' Keeping that king cab thumping And, girl, I

Up one now, but you wouldn't even pay attention (Alright) Up one now, know I'm out here on a mission (Uh-huh) Up one now, yeah you need to pay attention (Yeah) Up one now, I'm turnin' all the bad bitches down Up Up one now, my niggas, they tryna get it

Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones An ice cold beer sittin' in the console Memory lane up up in the headlights Has got me reminiscing on the good times I'm turning off the real life, driving, that's right Smoke rollin' out the window Yeah I'm chilling

We were living it it up, up, up in that American love Two young hearts, one cool car And all we wanted to do was park, kiss, smoke, drink I love this song, baby, what do you think? She turned it it up windows fogging up up I pick her up up about seven for the

I saw the news this morning And saw your face across the screen And as I poured my coffee, I picked up up a magazine But as I turned the page And looked inside There you were again (there you were) Oh these lonely times

Does it it diminish your Super-capacity to love Walk like a matador, Don't be chicken-shit And turn turn breezes into rivulets Flamenco-sweep the air And weave the sun And stamp your feet for everyone Does it it exhibit your

We gonna let it it burn burn burn burn When the lights turned down, they don't know what they heard Strike the match, play it it loud, giving love to the world We'll be raising our hands, shining up up to the sky 'Cause we got the fire, fire, fire, yeah we got