Upcoming Concerts for Hot Boy Turk
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Turk
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tab Virgil Jr.
Composer
Bryan Christopher Williams
Composer
Byron Thomas
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mannie Fresh
Producer
Lyrics
One more time (Larry Mix)
For the big booty scrappers ('cause I hear her groanin') (yeah!)
Y'all feel me? (Aww) (a'ight) (yeah, yeah)
(What's with the jinx thin'?) For the jinx slayin' singers (look at that)
You feel me? (yeah)
Check it out (who is it?), you heard me (what is she like?)
Whoa! (Check it out, check it out) (uh) (hang on, son)
I gotta lotta ones and I'm looking for the strippers
One could roll around the pole and make me open up my zipper
See you think you get the money when you go down there
I give you kisses for your lips when you blow down there
Girl, let me smack that ass, smack, smack that ass
Tell ya baby, back, back, back, back that ass
See the things that you do, got me hollin', "Oh wee"
If you lickin' then I'm trickin', got me buying jewelry
Pop that pussy, girl, get up, hussle
Push it up, push it down, now grip it with the muscle
From LaPhaesha's, Coco's, Gentleman's Claws
Roxberry, Harlem nights player, show me some love
To Peaches, Strawberry and pretty ass China
Babygirl in diamond, won't you show me vagina?
You can find me at the butt-naked throwin' my money
Me and Baby gettin' freaked by this chick named Honey
All over the world, y'all
I love them girls, y'all
When it be poppin'
Them dollars keep droppin'
(Energy) (yeah) get low (oh-oh), get low (oh-oh), get low (what?)
Bitch you know? I'm Turk ya ho
Cash Money Hotboy in a black Rov, uh
Burning up on fire, spin bins like dryers
I don't ride natural ride twenty-inch tires
Like 'em hot and hotter, know when okay
Not a black ho, a red one, gotta be straight
Talkin' 'bout ass, a fat cat all that
Could act a donkey on that dick and take it from the back
Project ho's and hood rats dog
If she think she all that she get smacked dog
I need a bitch who don't smoke, not an alcoholic
Put monkey on that dick like Magnolia Shawty
I still like 'em hot who don't tell me to stop
Who know how to work on that pipe and drop it like it's hot
One who here to hustle and keep me straight
Always get it up and have her own cake
All over the world, y'all
I love them girls, y'all
When it be poppin'
Them dollars keep droppin'
(Woo) (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Say lil' mama, if you a hot girl come with me
Come and follow Lil Turk CashMoney HB
First you wanted to holla, ya scared, say ya scared
If ya not, bus it open and wobble on this head
Bitch, do me right now, back that ass up
Do like my **** now and back that ass up
You on fire, yeah, plus you workin' with it girl
Get with this real ****, let me take you 'round the world
I might do a little trickin' if you got that fire mouth
But if you don't look, I'm a put that ass out
Might bust that ass out, give ya diamonds and shit
But you gotta be a hot girl to suck a good dick
Don't act stuck up, keep it real with ya ****
If a **** get into it, don't be scared to pull a trigga
Hot girl, hot girl, look, that's what I need
A nasty bitch that could fulfill my needs
All over the world, y'all
I love them girls, y'all
When it be poppin'
Them dollars keep droppin'
All over the world, y'all
I love them girls, y'all
When it be poppin'
Them dollars keep droppin'
(All over the world, y'all) so, see, this is it right here
When you call your house and "All in" answer the phone (I love them girls, y'all)
**** name "All in", and you be like, "Who's All in?", All in? (when it be poppin')
All in your pussy, all in your draws, all in your shit (them dollars keep droppin')
All in your motherfucking merchandise, all in, I'm "All in'
Call your fuckin' house and ask for "All in"
"Put All in on the phone"
All in is up, all in your pussy, you hoids me? Uh
All in in this biatch, "Hello? Who is it?"
"It's All in, wanna talk to your girl?"
Nah, talk to All in ****, all in, all in that pussy
All in her ass, all in her back, all in her spine, you heards me?
Feel that, by the way, where you keep your rubbers at dog?
I don't want to raw-dick her, y'know?
I could raw-dick her, but I ain't gon' raw-dick her
'Cause I don't know what's up with you
I heard you a nasty ****, you fuck a lot of broads
I ain't gon' do it like that
I don't wanna put that rubber in all that pussy, you heard me?
Yeah
Bitch, I think the police, they-
Written by: Bryan Christopher Williams, Byron Thomas, Tab Virgil, Tab Virgil Jr.