Turn Up

[Intro: Cassie] (Young Chop on the beat) I know you love my body, babe, yeah (Yeah) I know you love my body, babe, yeah (Hitmaka) I know you love my body, babe, yeah yeah, yeah yeah [Chorus: Cassie & Meek Mill] Turn u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-up, up (Body Bag) Turn u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-up, up (Body Bag) [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 to 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 Hunnit bottles every night I pour, yah-ah-ah Always on your mind, just a matter of time Bad bitches, they linking up, shorty, when they see I-I-I [Pre-Chorus: Cassie] 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 [Chorus: Cassie & Meek Mill] Turn u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-up, up (Body Bag) Turn u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-up, up (Body Bag) [Verse 2: Meek Mill] Meek Mill, okay Okay, I pull up on niggas – murder scene, murder scene Real 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, uh 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, whoa [Chorus: Cassie & Meek Mill] Turn u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-up, up (Body Bag) Turn u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-up, up (Body Bag)