All the Way Turnt Up

Aye, these niggas wanna play Let's play then Let's go [Chorus: Roscoe Dash] And shawty we all the way turnt up (yeah) All the way turnt up (nice) All the way turnt up (yeah) All the way turnt up (nice) All the way turnt up (okay) All the way turnt up (nice) All the way turnt up (let's go) All the way turnt up [Verse 1: Fabolous] We ballin' over here Tune into the game Call me Rose Bryant Call Patron James We walk up in this jawn thick Tell 'em play my song quick And we gone make a fuckin' movie (Like a porn flick) We on a mission We the James Bond clique We gon' kill 'em till the bars close, Convict Shawty I was born slick Short temper, long dick Hit you with this magic stick (After that we gone trick) Wala no leash on my colla' And if that bitch is molla' I'm single as a dolla' Smoke west coast kush In my boy Impala Got me in the Carmelo Fuckin' with that Lala Niggas say they can't be seen Ain't nobody lookin' though Turn the heat up on that beef Ain't nobody cookin' though A section full of them bitches That Yo Gotti Lookin' foe Yeah that's them 5 stars They get money drive cars They got them bangin' bodies Without the knife scar They take them shots to the head And survive y'all... NICE This the flyest shit you may have heard We all the way up in this Too Short's favorite word [Chorus: Roscoe Dash] And shawty we all the way turnt up (yeah) All the way turnt up (nice) All the way turnt up (yeah) All the way turnt up (nice) All the way turnt up (okay) All the way turnt up (yeah) All the way turnt up (nice) All the way turnt up Gangsta Grillz [Verse 2: Trey Songz] Hit the spot like a god knowin' hoes and greenery Watch full of cuts blowin' spinach check the scenery East side high tryna not to spill my lean on me Oh shit dope dick bet your woman feign on me Mic check test 1, 2 boo sing on me You destined for fame don't you be ashamed Tune into the game if that's Patron James Then call me Dwayne Spade Ain't nobody in my lane Purple Rain True Trees Reggie Kush She don't do meat (nah) Call her Veggie Bush (yea) I'm a fall back though I don't ever push 1 head 4 chicks 8 legs Octopus (what) Nigga you don't know all about that I'm a Telemundo freakin for the weekend Eatin' clams mussels lobster Kitchen bed sofa Stretchin' like Rosa Acosta partna You know I'm the coldest On my North Pole shit While you on your rockin' South Pole when it's cold shit Don't ask me for hooks you can't afford my focus Ya turns up Trigga turnt up All the way turnt up All the way turnt up All the way turnt up All the way turnt up (yeah)