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The-Dream - Turnt Lyrics (feat Beyonce & 2 Chainz)

The-Dream – Turnt Lyrics (feat Beyonce & 2 Chainz)

People think I’m crazy but I love you cause you crazy too
RADIO KILLA
Red light special, undress me under the candle light
Turnt up in thisâ�¦ in this…
Watch me do all of them things you like
I’m ready to go, ready to blow like Grammy night in the back of that limousine
Billy bob, and Angeline
All you gotta do, is the say the word
And I’ll be right there on it
All you gotta do, is the say the word
And I’ll be right there for ya
Do this while I do that, we like good true dat,
Come baby be you, get on it while I see you
Turnt up, all the way to the ceiling
Burnt up, till you ain’t got no feeling
On my phone, like Siri
Talkin bout you gon kill it
Beat it up til I black out,
Cash out, boy drop

I need that
Sexy, ratchet, sophisticated, ratchet
That black leather when it’s hot outside in the summer time, ratchet
She need that cocky, ratchet
Ready to cock back, ratchet
That drop top in December or mid-winter, ratchet

Turnt up, turnt up, turnt up, woh
Turnt up, turnt up, turnt up, woh
Loving everything you do, baby I’m in love with you
Turnt up, turnt up, turnt up, woh
Turnt up, turnt up, turnt up, woh
People think I’m crazy but I love you cause you crazy too

You’re my black light special
She hotter than a flame tonight
Burn up in thisâ�¦ and watch her do all the things I like
Say you the reason why all of these rap niggas start singing
She say you the reason why all of these cute girls got baby
All you gotta do is say what’s happening
And I’ll be right there baby
All you gotta do is say what’s popping
And I’ll be right there shorty
On ya phone like Siri
I told you I was gon killed it
Got my chains all on that jelly, Where Michelle at, where Kelly

[Chorus]
Turnt up, turnt up, turnt up, woh
Turnt up, turnt up, turnt up, woh
Loving everything you do, baby I’m in love with you
Turnt up, turnt up, turnt up, woh
Turnt up, turnt up, turnt up, woh
People think I’m crazy but I love you cause you crazy too

[2 Chainz]
2 Chainz
I got a picnic table with my Audemo (?)
Pull up blow the horn, girl we gotta go
You come out looking like a pot of gold
Now they tryna cramp our style, charley horse
I’m like what yo name, what’s your phone number
I’ll kill that thang, Ro man-slaughter
You so sexy, man I ain’t flexin
Shorty I’ll drink yo bath water
Ferragamos are my loafers, got my loafers on the sofa
And I’m drinkin out the bottle, man I’m gonna need a bib
Lookin like a kid
Tell you what it is
Tell you where to go, man I’ll tell you what I did
You ain’t kickin it, you get kicked out
I don’t bring sand to my beach house
And yo body much be anticipated
Cuz it already done leaked out
[Chorus]
I need that
Sexy, ratchet, sophisticated, ratchet
That black leather when it’s hot outside in the summer time, ratchet
She need that cocky, ratchet
Ready to cock back, ratchet
That drop top in December or mid-winter, ratchet