Turn me up yo uh yo I step up in the club like, who the fuck's that? Yeah bitch it's another king, ninja's back Pants sagging down you can see my butt crack Sagging so low you can see my nut sack Yeah motherfucker my flows are ill, my balls fat and

That bad love (huh) Pure badness (huh) Take me away 'cause tonight is the night, I I'm ready to turn up Ge- get a likkle loose, ya girl Sip Ciroc with the juice, ya girl You nuh have no excuse, ya girl

Mi give you all my cocky and all my love You tell me you love off the icicle Me wan' give you an icicle child See di cocky 'ya, come whine up Turn round and come whine up Mi nah diss you memba' yuh know Ah who buss you? Memba' enuh Ah who trust you?

Uh, murcielago when the doors go up And when the money fall you know the hoes turn up But, when the money gone you know the hoes turn down And I pray to God he don't Let my soul burn up! Birdman, what up? Last time I seen bird, he said young nigga get

Na na na na na na (Uh huh uh huh) Let's do this I turn it on I crank it up I'll wear it out I'll bring the roof in this house down I know just what you came here for And I want to hear you scream and more

Uh-uh-uh-eh-eh Cecilia, you're breaking my heart You're shaking my confidence daily Uh-uh-uh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh I turn my radio up and it's just my luck Why are you following me? It's like a 'missing you' sign Is written on my face