Fat Joe - Turn Me On текст песни

[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, its nine fifteen

Im sure you know where we going but time is the key

Lets 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 its 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 its time to get it on she gon know that its wrong to procrastinate

Steady saying that Im turning her on, Im like i know

Didnt your friends tell you that you fucking wit joe? oh boy

[chorus]

[fat joe]

Yo, smooth cuz I dont get upset

If she aint wit it then cool, I can go without sex

I aint 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

Im tryna ta front but Im 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?

Ima 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 its on, shortys strippin in the living room

My heart racing cuz I know Im gon hit it soon

Pop that ass, sit it on my lap

Dont stop like that, put it on crack

Let me beat it from the back, now Im pounding it right

Wearing a thong on my head cuz you know Im 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]