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| Song: | Turnt | 
 
| Album: | Turnt | Genres: |   |  
| Year: |   | Length: | 178 sec | 
 
 
Lyrics: 
 Automatic all my shit when you see me Steady steady on a grind baby feel me All my shit from top to bottom baby all me Haters never phasing me I keep it moving X2
  Verse 1 What is up though Shout goes out to all my mothefucking hustlers We the leaders no we never ever follow Now throw you middle fingers up for them bustas
  They give me the shit they give me the lies Give me the stress don't they I Flip it around turn em to blessings and then I step on em Look I got the vision next year I'll be in Europe touring It's bout to happen it's gonna to happen you can't control it
  Pre Chorus Uhhhh baby I got that drank Feeling like a fucking man when I sing my shit Uhhh baby I get that win And I know that 2018 gonna be my year
  Hook Automatic all my shit when you see me Steady steady on a grind baby feel me All my shit from top to bottom baby all me Haters never phasing me I keep it moving X2
  Verse 2 Soon as I pull up I'm looking blessed shouting hallelujah Nah nah it ain't all about the mula But I still be on my hustle like a jeweler
  Now what you know bout this Talking this talking that But you ain't bout shit All that yipi yaping and chati patty is wack my g Hey don't you fucking interrupt when I Speak my peace
  How the fuck can't y'all figure out this one thing That positive always overweights the negative So stay back I don't want your energy Cuz I'm bout to pop like corn a when it's overheat
  Pre Chorus Uhhhh baby I got that drank Feeling like a fucking man when I sing my shit Uhhh baby I get that win And I know that 2018 gonna be my year
  Hook Automatic all my shit when you see me Steady steady on a grind baby feel me All my shit from top to bottom baby all me Haters never phasing me I keep it moving X2
  Bridge I'm feeling like what what what what I'm wondering what the duck y'all actually thought I wouldn't put my time in it put my souls in wouldn't sell shows out guess what you wrong wrong wrong
  Looking finer than a mug when I Pull up Man this life got me screaming hellelujah Looking finer than a mug when I pull up Yeah I'm bout to blow up like bazooka 
	
	
	 
	
		
		
	
	
  
	
			
	   	 
      
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