Fat Joe Turn Me On(feat Ronda Blackwell Lyrics

Turn Me On(feat Ronda Blackwell Lyrics

[Fat Joe]

 Yeah, unh, Irv Gotti..

 Joe Crack the Don, ya heard me

 

 [Irv Gotti]

 We back, my nigga Chink Santana

 Murder Inc., Terror Squad

 

 [Chorus: Ronda Blackwell + (Fat Joe)]

 Boy you keep on turning me..

 Love the way you turn me on

 Got me feeling all alone

 (Love it when you turn me on)

 Boy you keep on turning me..

 Love the way you turn me on

 When you got me singing this song

 Love the way you turn me on

 

 [Fat Joe]

 Yo, push your seat back, ma feel who you rolling wit

 Relax, and let Crack take control of this

 Have some 'Gnac, Hennessy and Coka Cola mix

 To stop at 1-6-5 for that potent shit

 So now we rolling this, it's nine fifteen

 I'm sure you know where we going but time is the key

 Let's smoke a lil, climb high in tha trees

 Choke a lil while my hand rub your thigh and your knees

 You know that silly shit, and now it's ten on six

 We in the village jus a lil ripped

 Pumping Jodeci while a nigga whip

 And watch you marinate, feel free to sing along while I navigate

 This is your song ma, crackalate

 So when it's time to get it on she gon know that it's wrong to
procrastinate

 Steady saying that I'm turning her on, I'm like "I know"

 Didn't your friends tell you that you fucking wit Joe? Oh boy

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Fat Joe]

 Yo, smooth cuz I don't get upset

 If she ain't wit it then cool, I can go without sex

 I ain't gotta spend big for a girl at Mya

 We could, go to Papayas and, talk the night up

 Tell me bout yourself, your hopes, your dreams, your struggles

 I'm tryna ta front but I'm feelin ta touch you

 I got the heat on blast, I bet you thinkin like "He want ass"

 But still you thinkin that you might

 Playin the rules, pretendin to be a fool

 When you ask silly questions like "What we gon do?"

 I'ma leave it your hands, let you make your move

 Now you want me to stay over, games over

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Fat Joe] Oooh, you sex it baby, ahhh, jus shake it mama

 

 [Ronda B] Yeah

 

 [Fat Joe] Bag it up, sing this song

 

 [Ronda B] Love it when you turn me on

 

 [Fat Joe]

 Yo, now it's on, shorty's strippin in the living room

 My heart racing cuz I know I'm gon hit it soon

 Pop that ass, sit it on my lap

 Don't stop like that, put it on Crack

 Let me beat it from the back, now I'm pounding it right

 Wearing a thong on my head cuz you know I'm wild for tonight

 When we done talk a lil bit to keep her in the groove

 Try ta make it last so my exit is smooth, ya know

 

 [Chorus 2x w/ Fat Joe ad libs]