Dupri Jermaine Turn It Out Lyrics

Turn It Out Lyrics

featuring Nas  

  

 [Nas]  

 Spit at the world  

 My lyrics  I could spit at your girl  

 Spit when I hurl  spit on the Dutch and finish the twirl  

 Spit facts  spit on whacks my whole lifetime  

 Spit on my watch  make the ice shine  

 Spit trife lines  .44 spit slugs out  

 Ready to thug out at the clubhouse  

 Chickens who lickin' or spit a nut out  

 My name within itself is a language that bring you wealth  

 Careful  comin' at me is like hangin' yourself at a.....  

 I know you thought I'd be locked up  

 Dead by now, shot up, full of lead by now  

 Got up wit' JD doh', crazy dough  

 Queens with the So So Def, A-T-L's best (yeah I know)  

 Every ride up the 9-5, fly friendly skies  

 Thug passion for J Doves, Henneys for Nas  

 Then we mix that shit, tip that shit  

 Pass it around, hook the hood, everybody get wit' it  

  

 [Chorus]  

 [Nas]  

 Through thick and thin, from beginning to the end  

 Never do I lose, all I do is win  

 Cause Queens Bridge is in the house  

 This is Nas Escobar and I turns it out  

 [JD]  

 Through thick and thin, from beginning to the end  

 Never do I lose, all I do is win  

 Cause Collin Park is in the house  

 They call me Don Chi Chi and I turns it out  

  

 [JD]  

 I'm sumpin' y'all dread like locks, get bread by the flocks  

 Bitches love me and I'm duggy from the head to the socks  

 Too much to handle, here da man of the year  

 Hit rooms and light'em up like a chandelier  

 From C-P to the Bridge, y'all know what it is  

 Been gettin' money like this since I was a kid  

 I'm in the corner with bitches and buckets of Cris  

 Pourin' at the most goin'est nigga wit' shit that showin' it  

 Now look at my ice, look at your ice, DAMN  

 Look at my life, look at your life, DAMN  

 See, I got niggas wantin' to drop me, top me, stop me  

 Copy Chi to the T cause I'm nice in the 3 black same color AMG's  

 T.V's, front and back pack with nuttin' but ladies  

 You can look up or down, right or left  

 But all you gon' hear and see is So So Def  

  

 [Chorus, JD then Nas]  

  

 Touch the whole global with cold vocals and dark words  

 Vocal cords translate what my drunk heart slurs  

 Chest clogged up with sparked up herb, I feel faint  

 Tryin' to hold myself together, coulda spilt my own drink  

 All I hear is beats bumpin', I'm seein' in doubles  

 Last thing I need to happen is to be in a scuffle  

 Where my dogs at? These ain't my niggas I loah  

 Help the guard, forgot my niggas took some girls to the car  

 Tryin' to make it through the crowd, which way is out?  

 Which way is around? These grimy motherfucker's pointin' me out  

 I wish I had the drink, but then I'm too intoxed to aim and put the clip in 


 It's like the floor's wet and every step is like I'm slippin'  

 And yo, I can't lose a step, I feel my enemies followin'  

 All I got is a weapon and this Hennessee bottle  

 I'm talkin' to myself, my peoples should be stickin' with me  

 Somebody grabbed me up, "Yo Nas, come take this picture wit' me"  

 My ice strillon, I'm feelin' my arm  

 Thought my Roley was gone, now I wanna swing but I'm calm  

 Still got that, DJ musta threw on another hot track  

 Think it was this one here, bounce to that  

 Too much Thug Passion and smokin'  

 Made it outside, mouth wide, vomittin', gaggin' and chokin'  

 From behind, niggas plottin' and scopin'  

 Everything was blurry at first, but now shit is movin' in slow motion  

 I saw my niggas pull up, Perelli's they skidded  

 They open the car door and toss-ed me in it  

 My cats tried to rob me, the crowd was rowdy  

 But one thing's for sure, So So Def know how to party  

  

 [Backdrop]  

 All night long {'til when?}  

 Til the early morn (it don't stop)  

 And uh (it don't quit)  

 And uh (So So Def with the dope shit, bitch