Music Video

Turn Down For What (feat. Problem, Clyde Carson)
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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
The Game
The Game
Künstler:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
League Of Starz
League Of Starz
Produzent:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
****, turn down for what?
Turn down for what?
Yeah, West Coast shit
Aight, turn down for what?
Uh, uh, turn down for what?
[Verse 2]
Bitch ****, what you want?
So what my number in ya girl phone?
So what ya girl gave my girl dome?
It was crazy, you want me stop fucking her?
Pussy **** make me, TU king
Crown me official
I came in her mouth, Game came with the pistol
I know I got the pills, know I got the drank
Hoes got no limits, all we need is a tank
This shit do be smacking
Hell yeah, I'm high as my fashion
You knee deep, you hit me, trust me, I'm taxing
IRS, I have left, no right, I'm gone
And like the porch lights in the hood, I stay on
[Verse 3]
****, turn down for what?
****, turn down for what?
Yeah, uh-huh, aight, turn down for what?
Turn down for what?
[Verse 4]
White bitch, black bitch
A little Asian, a Mexican, a frat bitch
Short, tall, ski-skinny or a fat bitch
I hit her up like, let's go get a tat, bitch
Bitch, I'm from Bompton, two speeds
Hood **** smoke the kush outta loose leaves
Let her bounce on the dick till that bitch leave
She ain't even gotta call, take my ten-speed
We don't love 'em, we don't love 'em
We don't fuck 'em
Extra rubbers, we ain't dub 'em
Dirty Sprite, red cup 'em
Long night, gotta fuck 'em
****, turn down for what?
****, turn down for what?
Yeah, uh-huh, aight, turn down for what?
Turn down for what?
[Verse 5]
Came through on them lame dudes
V12 in the truck, show 'em what that range do
On the one-ten, fuck the four-five
Traffic like a motherfucking nosedive
From San Bernardino, Y City
Gardena, Pasadena, ****, my city
Rap riding through Bompton in the five-fifty
Sunroof open, whole hood getting high with me
I'm in the swap meet, faded
Worth twenty-five mill
Worth twenty-five mill
I know you bitch **** hate it
Got a angel on the grill
Bitch riding shotgun, pop a pill like
[Verse 6]
Turn down for what?
Yeah, uh, ****, turn down for what?
Yeah, uh-huh, aight, turn down for what?
Turn down for what?
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