[Intro: Future]
(Ear Drummers)
Turn up
Ya not hear me?
I said turn up! (Mike Will Made-It)
Woo!
Bitches and bottles
Ya know what is it?
Ay (DJ Khaled)
[Chorus: Future]
Let's get it started, let's go dumb and retarded
Let's get high as we wanna, let's go and burn up a forest
Better load up your cartridge, get the car that's exotic
Let's put some ice on your watch and designer on your body
Let's order bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let's order bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let's get it started
[Verse 1: T.I.]
I'm turned up 'til my knob broke
Say turn down, I say nah, ho!
My neck rockin' like Balboa, my watch official it's uncalled for
In the same regions on all floors, I got six sluts on all fo'
They french kiss and say Bonjour
I got my own shine, but I want yours
I'm stupid rich got stupid bitches, you stupid thick, in Louboutin'
Don't like me?
Fuck you again, you wanna fight me?
Well, come do it then
Right hand to God on everything, I see the hearts of men and they bear lame
I won't entertain no punk shit, they talk shit and I run shit
Boy, you tryin' to get what I been here, headed down with like ten here
I'm gettin' it in, 'til it's unreal
Let's say one album like ten mill'
Plus, my swag is stupid low IQ
Heard nigga feelin' all try to
But when you ballin' like I do, you know something, nigga
They don't like you so—
(Ear Drummers)
Turn up
Ya not hear me?
I said turn up! (Mike Will Made-It)
Woo!
Bitches and bottles
Ya know what is it?
Ay (DJ Khaled)
[Chorus: Future]
Let's get it started, let's go dumb and retarded
Let's get high as we wanna, let's go and burn up a forest
Better load up your cartridge, get the car that's exotic
Let's put some ice on your watch and designer on your body
Let's order bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let's order bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let's get it started
[Verse 1: T.I.]
I'm turned up 'til my knob broke
Say turn down, I say nah, ho!
My neck rockin' like Balboa, my watch official it's uncalled for
In the same regions on all floors, I got six sluts on all fo'
They french kiss and say Bonjour
I got my own shine, but I want yours
I'm stupid rich got stupid bitches, you stupid thick, in Louboutin'
Don't like me?
Fuck you again, you wanna fight me?
Well, come do it then
Right hand to God on everything, I see the hearts of men and they bear lame
I won't entertain no punk shit, they talk shit and I run shit
Boy, you tryin' to get what I been here, headed down with like ten here
I'm gettin' it in, 'til it's unreal
Let's say one album like ten mill'
Plus, my swag is stupid low IQ
Heard nigga feelin' all try to
But when you ballin' like I do, you know something, nigga
They don't like you so—
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