Turn It Out lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics Turn It Out lyrics Songwriters: Fernandez, Lester; Mays, Greg; Tineo, Jerry; Featuring: Greg Nice 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 song lyrics