Artist: The Beatnuts
Song: turn it out
Yo, yoo, hey, whatchu gon' do, whatchu gonna do?
Hey yo, tell me Beatnuts, yo whatchu gon' do?
Turn it out, turn it out, uhh, turn it out, uhh, turn it out
Hey yo, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just turn it out
Uhh, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just turn it out
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just turn it out
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just turn it out
Yo where my niggaz at? Buy up the bar, roll a trizzie
Right out of the jar and let the bullets fly outta they car
Put the pressure on whatever they are
Live niggaz yo, you gotta hit the head or the heart
Oh, it's money man? Handle your biz, we the ones
That'll strangle your kids, make the pitbulls mangle your wiz
Make it hotter than Los Angeles is
'Cause if we don't see a profit kid, nobody lives
Aiyyo, we run up in the club and herb every bouncer
Run up on stage and snatch a mic from the announcer
Beatnuts, don't get it twisted, this ain't salsa
Les the one that signed your bitch's chest like a voucher
I'm about ta, turn it up a little louder
Beats smack a little harder, got you sayin'
"How the hell did you do that over there?"
Twist up nigga, there's Buddha in the air, and
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just turn it out, out
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just turn it out, out
Gettin' cash money what we be about, 'bout
Gettin' cash money what we be about, 'bout
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just turn it out, out
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just turn it out, out
Gettin' cash money what we be about, 'bout
Gettin' cash money what we be about, 'bout
Yo, aiyyo, somethin' better happen tonight, I got money
And the bitches is right, plus I ain't thinkin' 'bout startin' a fight
But if I do I'll be the last nigga standin'
Sippin' J.D. at the bar, holdin' the cannon
My niggaz get wild like that
Yo we don't even like to smile like that
C'mon I'm takin' it to trial like that
Catch me chillin' at the VIP's
All the bitches like pointin' at me, you know it's me, what?
We're 'bout to turn it out, turn it out
(I repeat)
Put it out and let the DJ's burn it out
As soon as, the needle drop, it got your crew bouncin'
Beatnuts, feelin' this, through the 2000
Rapin' loops innocently, cop anything
Produced by me and win instantly, yo
This is that shit you gon' peep in your CD
Beatnuts and my nigga Greg N I C E
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just turn it out, out
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just turn it out, out
Gettin' cash money what we be about bout
Gettin' cash money what we be about bout
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just turn it out, out
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just turn it out, out
Gettin' cash money what we be about, 'bout
Gettin' cash money what we be about, 'bout
Gettin' cash money what we be about, 'bout
Gettin' cash money what we be about, 'bout
Gettin' cash money what we be about, 'bout
And if you drink Hennessey, say, "Oh yeah"
And wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Drink Hennessey, say, "Oh yeah"
And wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Drinkin' Hennessey, say, "Oh yeah"
Wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Drinkin' Hennessey, say, "Oh yeah"
Wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Drinkin' Moet, say, "Oh yeah"
Wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Drinkin' Alize, say, "Oh yeah"
Wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Fellas say, "HOE", ladies shake your butts
Greg N I C E, with the Beatnuts
Fellas say, "HOE", ladies shake your butts
Greg N I C E, with the Beatnuts
Fellas say, "HOE", ladies shake your butts
Greg N I C E, with the Beatnuts
Fellas say, "HOE", ladies shake your butts
Greg N I C E, with the Beatnuts
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just check it out
Check it out, just check it out
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just check it out
Check it out, just check it out
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just check it out
Check it out, just check it out
Ah, Brickland, it's time to turn it out
Chi-Town, New Orleans turn it out
D.C., Atlanta, turn it out
Philly, Miami, turn it out
V-A, Houston, turn it out
B-more, Detroit, we got to turn it out, out
Ah, dance, dance and don't stop, c'mon
Ah, dance, dance and don't stop, c'mon
Ah, dance, dance and don't stop, c'mon
Ah, dance, dance and don't stop, c'mon
