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HODGY BEATS lyrics : "Turnt Down"

All the way turned up, all the way turned down
Blowing clouds of a smoke like a Ferrari when it burns out
White girl brunette, she don't gotta sweat her perm out

But she eat my apple when the $#&@ing w-worms out
I live in fast lane, fast lane fury
Never in court, $#&@ the judge and the jury

My minds in a race cause my time's in a hurry
Catch a fish ^!$$% and fry him like he curry
Yo, wait until I take off, wait until I take off

Bring your (*##$ along cause I catch her like it's baseball
And she run them bases ^!$$% and she run them bases
(*##$ she bringing home dome on a daily basis

Eighty five-year-old rocking RMK flannel
With supreme khakis and some Gucci sandals
(*##$ I'm on a beach and the beach name is $#&@

I catch an !@($ every time you suck
(*##$ I'm on the grind like I grind my teeth
Put you ^!$$%s in tortillas cause I grind my beef

And I poke her face just like I'm playing poker
Chilling like a villain painting faces like the Joker
Tipping on 44's while I'm tipped on Jerry Sailor

Smoke so much weed I need a mutha$#&@ing inhaler
I'm on another level, pull down the leverage
(*##$ I quench the thirsty pass the mutha$#&@ing beverage

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