Turnt Up Lyrics - Chemically Imbalanced - Chris Webby

Like nah nah nah 

Nah nah nah, nah nah nah 

Nah nah nah 

Nah nah nah, nah nah nah 

C Web in the booth and I speak it real 

Got another beat to kill 

And I be roasting motherfuckers 

Rest In Peace Patrice O'Neil 

Roll up another blunt 

Now how that Diesel feel? 

Got me swerving man 

Who the fuck gave me the wheel? 

Who the fuck gave me these pills? 

Now I'm off in another dimension 

In need of an intervention 

Cause these drugs are too fucking expensive 

But I'm feeling terrific dude 

Banging these broads with no fucking protection 

Yeah, what were you saying babe? 

I wasn't paying any fucking attention 

Rumbling engine, rolling up in my Camaro and cruise 

Living it like a pirate man 

Always got me a barrel of booze 

Skipping the food 

Go right for the tiramisu 

Sippin' and rippin' the bubbler 

Puffing until I can barely move 

Lay back and then stare at the moon, ooh 

Bippidy bobbidy boo 

Webby be rippin' it properly too 

Hipping and hopping and rambling shit 

Cause these pills I've been popping have got me confused 

Screwed up, burn it down 

Light it up, pass it around 

I'm a bad boy bitch 

You didn't know? You know it now 

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We just doin' what we doin', and we'll never give a fuck 

Put some liquor in my bottle and some ganja rolled up 

We just livin' like whatever and we'll never have enough 

Bout to get this motherfucker turned up (turned up) 

Like nah nah nah 

Nah nah nah, nah nah nah 

Nah nah nah 

Nah nah nah, nah nah nah 

I'm not the one you want a problem with 

Positive, you better follow it 

Swear I'm ready for whatever standing in front of my mirror 

Supporting my confidence 

A little weed, you could throw it on top of this 

We get it poppin', yo bitch gettin' topless 

Now that you know, niggas adopting the flow 

Niggas can't stop this shit 

The problem is we won't acknowledge it 

But me and Webby (I wanna get that) 

If that nigga wanna get mad, sit up and get up 

And fuck that (get that) 

Now I'm playing like a kid on the black top 

Got the juice with a flat top 

You got a flat face 

Bad boy, it's a bad day 

Look at me sideways, and I'mma hit you with a uppercut 

Too cold, better bundle up 

Huddle up cause we comin' up 

Turnt up, finna fuck it up 

I guarantee that the crowd go crazy 

When I hit the stage, you could bet a hunnit bucks 

Boy we out here grindin' 

Smoking the finest, getting the highest 

Getting the mommas, you know when I'm coming 

Just smell for the ganja 

Vegas; soldierz, takin' over 

Traveling and taking shots 

Tattoo shops, don't forget the place to rock 

I need a nasty girl to taste the cock 

In the office, running all over these niggas 

Like bitches, you niggas is softer than niggas 

That just got to prison, this Project X shit is real 

Somebody pass the god damn liquor 

We just doin' what we doin', and we'll never give a fuck 

Put some liquor in my bottle and some ganja rolled up 

We just livin' like whatever and we'll never have enough 

Bout to get this motherfucker turned up (turned up) 

That rap phenomenon 

Inked up, looking like Comic Con, Rasta mon 

H.A.M. on the mic, no Ramadan 

Go on and on, and leave with a soccer mom 

Cause I kill that beat 

Roll one up in that Swisher Sweet 

Sticky green, sticky green 

With orange hairs, like Pete and Pete 

Flowing double time when I freak the beat 

Holding up mine when I hit the street 

Burn so much, I be high for weeks 

Spit it so dirty, I need new sheets 

My grinder's full, and I ain't talkin turkey, cheese 

I'm talking AK47, Purple Kush and Sour D 

Put it in the bowl, I'll get a dutchie rolled 

Sprinkle some keef on it, and then away we go 

Get in the flow, lighting up heady to dro 

Partying on, got that confetti to throw 

Killing the spot from the moment 

That Webby'll step in the door 

Hit some shit, got my pencil gripped 

Instrumental ripped, living life 

Above the law, and way under the influence 

Getting mine while the price high 

What can I say? I'm pretty fly for a white guy 

We just doin' what we doin', and we'll never give a fuck 

Put some liquor in my bottle and some ganja rolled up 

We just livin' like whatever and we'll never have enough 

Bout to get this motherfucker turned up (turned up)