Yeah.
Yeah.
Oh, oh, oh.
Y
'all know what this is.
Y'all want to fuss with us?
Come across that boy, we burn it up.
All I ask for you to do is turn it, turn it up.
Yo, exclusive ones on my feet.
Dickie shorts with the crease.
Even if you're from the streets,
music suit the savage beast.
Nothing like making love in the shower,
in the tub,
in the car,
in the truck.
That's when you turn it up.
Me and you, you and me, all night in the suite.
Nine to four,
ten to three,
lot of liquor,
plenty trees,
back scratching,
head grabbing,
toes curl.
Both earliest, your world so thorough.
Matter of fact, you go girl.
Nine stop,
get it in,
take a breather,
hit again.
Best part of this whole thing,
we every bit a friend.
That's what make it better, though.
Think it make you wetter, though.
But that's in God's hand.
So we'll never know.
And you got to give it to me because I'm kind of clever,
though.
And I speak my mind all the time.
It's whatever, yo.
But you learned enough and I got to burn it up.
But all I ask for you to do is just turn it up.
Saturday night off in Katana,
all these girls dressed in Gabana spotted one.
I never seen you.
It's so lovely just to see you.
Even lovelier to meet you.
Won't you let me buy you drink?
What you sipping on?
Now, baby, I'll be honest.
When I first saw you,
I couldn't help but think about what you were like in bed.
I ain't trying to sweat you.
I know that I just met you.
But would you agree if I said we need to be alone?
My car is right outside.
And it ain't too far of a drive over to my place.
I know all the right songs to play
because I tell you it ain't nothing
like making all kind of love to some music.
Turn the music up.
So I can see them hugging,
touching me while I'm dancing.
Turn the music up.
Turn the music up.
So if you love that max sway,
turn it up,
turn it up,
turn it up.
Power boss and blow the street.
Turn it up, turn it up.
Thumping grind the arcade.
Turn it up, turn it up.
All you got to do is say, J, turn it up.
Come on.
Now we off up in the ride, cruising down Sunset.
Girl,
you see deep on this smelling so good to me.
I want to love you.
Because I know you need it nice and slow.
I'm like genuine.
You got me.
So let me play Tyrese for my sweet lady.
Now I know just what Jen meant when she said it's funny.
Funny how time flies.
It's nothing like making all kind of love to some music.
Turn the music up.
So I can see them hugging,
touching me while I'm dancing.
Turn the music up.
I hear some Mary J. Turn it up, turn it up.
And I know you're digging things.
Turn it up, turn it up.
Don't unleash.
You got to go with the flow.
Turn it up, turn it up.
All you got to do is say, J, turn it up.
Now I'm grown, girl.
And if I hit you with the dick one time,
you'd be gone,
girl.
Let's get it on, girl.
We'll let the Marvin Gaye play while J do it all night long,
girl.
I'm in the zone, girl.
Turn up your radio and I guarantee that you'll hear one of my songs,
girl.
Right here,
it's got a crib with an elevator and
it ain't drop one single on my own,
girl.
We're back to the groove.
Feel the patronum pouring.
Maybe you want more and I'm built to last.
Slow motion effects.
We'll have a blast.
Hit spots you ain't even know you had.
Now here's an idea.
We ain't waiting for the crib.
Pull over to 550. Let's do it right here.
And this evening I'm like a dope pen.
You need a little more love.
So baby, turn it up.
Turn the music up.
So I can see them hugging,
touching me while I'm dancing.
Turn the music up.
One time for Jackie.
Turn it up.
Turn it up.
And girl, I know you like one tail.
Turn it up.
Turn it up.
And Luther is the best.
So all you gotta do is say,
J,
turn it,
turn it,
turn it up.