Turn Up (Feat. Cassie) Lyrics
| Song | Turn Up (Feat. Cassie) |
| Artist | Meek Mill |
| Album | Dreamin Is Believin |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Intro: Cassie] | |
| I know you love my body, babe – yeah | |
| I know you love my body, babe – yeah | |
| I know you love my body, babe – yeah yeah, yeah yeah | |
| [Hook: Cassie] | |
| Turn up ah ah ah ah ah ah ah | |
| (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) | |
| Turn up ah ah ah ah ah ah ah | |
| (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) | |
| [Verse 1: Cassie] | |
| Money on my mind – Bonnie, you be Clyde | |
| Don't you wanna ride or die? 'Cause I keep it tight | |
| Work a 9-5, he be on his grind | |
| Red-bottoms and Louboutins, you know the things I like | |
| Give me all your money 'cause they don't do it like I | |
| Hundred bottles I pour every night, yeah... | |
| Always on your mind – just a matter of time | |
| Bad bitches they linking up – shorty, when they see I | |
| Let me tell you something that these girls are scared to tell you | |
| Yeah, it's all for you, so you know you're supposed to | |
| Give me all your time, tell me that you're mine | |
| Yellow tape outside – white chalk the lines | |
| [Hook: Cassie] | |
| [Verse 2: Meek Mill] | |
| I pull up on niggas – murder scene, murder scene | |
| Green pushin' that 911 – emergency, emergency | |
| Say nigga, I ain't never heard of you | |
| Bet my life you've heard of me | |
| Bet you've heard I spit hot shit and I burn niggas, third degree | |
| Just zappers on 'em, no strap – I ain't gon' hold back | |
| All I do is throw racks – all these hoes know that | |
| My pockets lookin' like ADS shocks, these pockets on me so fat | |
| These diamonds on me they picture perfect | |
| They flash, nigga, call that | |
| All I know is turn up – bottles, 'bout to burn up | |
| And it's blood all on my bitch shoes like she just caught a murder | |
| And I'm gettin' money, word up | |
| I'm ballin', nigga, word up | |
| And when it come to these hoes, I hit bitches, I turn up | |
| [Hook: Cassie] |
| Intro: Cassie | |
| I know you love my body, babe yeah | |
| I know you love my body, babe yeah | |
| I know you love my body, babe yeah yeah, yeah yeah | |
| Hook: Cassie | |
| Turn up ah ah ah ah ah ah ah | |
| hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey | |
| Turn up ah ah ah ah ah ah ah | |
| hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey | |
| Verse 1: Cassie | |
| Money on my mind Bonnie, you be Clyde | |
| Don' t you wanna ride or die? ' Cause I keep it tight | |
| Work a 95, he be on his grind | |
| Redbottoms and Louboutins, you know the things I like | |
| Give me all your money ' cause they don' t do it like I | |
| Hundred bottles I pour every night, yeah... | |
| Always on your mind just a matter of time | |
| Bad bitches they linking up shorty, when they see I | |
| Let me tell you something that these girls are scared to tell you | |
| Yeah, it' s all for you, so you know you' re supposed to | |
| Give me all your time, tell me that you' re mine | |
| Yellow tape outside white chalk the lines | |
| Hook: Cassie | |
| Verse 2: Meek Mill | |
| I pull up on niggas murder scene, murder scene | |
| Green pushin' that 911 emergency, emergency | |
| Say nigga, I ain' t never heard of you | |
| Bet my life you' ve heard of me | |
| Bet you' ve heard I spit hot shit and I burn niggas, third degree | |
| Just zappers on ' em, no strap I ain' t gon' hold back | |
| All I do is throw racks all these hoes know that | |
| My pockets lookin' like ADS shocks, these pockets on me so fat | |
| These diamonds on me they picture perfect | |
| They flash, nigga, call that | |
| All I know is turn up bottles, ' bout to burn up | |
| And it' s blood all on my bitch shoes like she just caught a murder | |
| And I' m gettin' money, word up | |
| I' m ballin', nigga, word up | |
| And when it come to these hoes, I hit bitches, I turn up | |
| Hook: Cassie |
| Intro: Cassie | |
| I know you love my body, babe yeah | |
| I know you love my body, babe yeah | |
| I know you love my body, babe yeah yeah, yeah yeah | |
| Hook: Cassie | |
| Turn up ah ah ah ah ah ah ah | |
| hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey | |
| Turn up ah ah ah ah ah ah ah | |
| hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey | |
| Verse 1: Cassie | |
| Money on my mind Bonnie, you be Clyde | |
| Don' t you wanna ride or die? ' Cause I keep it tight | |
| Work a 95, he be on his grind | |
| Redbottoms and Louboutins, you know the things I like | |
| Give me all your money ' cause they don' t do it like I | |
| Hundred bottles I pour every night, yeah... | |
| Always on your mind just a matter of time | |
| Bad bitches they linking up shorty, when they see I | |
| Let me tell you something that these girls are scared to tell you | |
| Yeah, it' s all for you, so you know you' re supposed to | |
| Give me all your time, tell me that you' re mine | |
| Yellow tape outside white chalk the lines | |
| Hook: Cassie | |
| Verse 2: Meek Mill | |
| I pull up on niggas murder scene, murder scene | |
| Green pushin' that 911 emergency, emergency | |
| Say nigga, I ain' t never heard of you | |
| Bet my life you' ve heard of me | |
| Bet you' ve heard I spit hot shit and I burn niggas, third degree | |
| Just zappers on ' em, no strap I ain' t gon' hold back | |
| All I do is throw racks all these hoes know that | |
| My pockets lookin' like ADS shocks, these pockets on me so fat | |
| These diamonds on me they picture perfect | |
| They flash, nigga, call that | |
| All I know is turn up bottles, ' bout to burn up | |
| And it' s blood all on my bitch shoes like she just caught a murder | |
| And I' m gettin' money, word up | |
| I' m ballin', nigga, word up | |
| And when it come to these hoes, I hit bitches, I turn up | |
| Hook: Cassie |
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