T.I., 2 Chainz, Jermaine Dupri, Young Dro - Turn Around

Turn, turn, turn, turn (y'all know who this is) Turn around, turn around, turn that thing around Turn around, turn around, turn that ass around Turn around, turn around, turn that thing around Turn around, turn around (yeah), turn that ass around I ain't gone heads, you a bad bitch And you know you nasty When I throw that money, who can pick it up the fastest? She thick and she sassy (whoo), booted fantastic Treat that pussy like a Lamborghini, then crash it She twerking on the dick now, bankroll thick now Monday night switch, I want a whole 'nother bitch now All kinda bad bitches I be in the city with (okay) BBL money, give you something to get some titties with Working on the pole like you up in the gymnasium Steady throwing paper at them, flexing on the head of them Dark skin, Keisha bitch, look like that ho from Bentley Make her eat a friend, pussy in the club What the hell he-, what the hell he- Turn around, turn around, turn that thing around Turn around, turn around, turn that ass around Turn around, turn around, turn that thing around Turn around, turn around (Tony), turn that ass around Turn around, 30 round, 40 Glock, Magic City I ain't leave that bitch 'til four o'clock after hours I put right up to the candy, Trevor, I own that bitch I pop right up in the handicapped, ain't no cap You got money, I got money too I wear rigs and balitsas every other shoe You on shrooms, I'm on shrooms, we on shrooms Lights flicking, pee popping, elbow room Rich niggas and bitch niggas all in one room Southside, spelled with a F, F for fuck you Play it out, let me see what you gon' do, shawty She ain't trade a car in, but you know she got a new body Turn around, turn around, turn that thing around Turn around, turn around, turn that ass around Turn around, turn around, turn that thing around Turn around, turn around (yeah), turn that ass around (Kingpin!) Pimp tight, like my bitch chunky or the slim tight Hemp tight, got what they say whenever I'm in sight Keep my Chevy sprayed with a leather and my rims tight Bitches wanna spend the night and fun watching them drop They say since I got these millions, I've been turning up on bitchin' Nah, I've been the same nigga since I was selling Waco Simpson (okay) Pimpin', got him, simpin', not him Seven, freaks, man, pop him, toss him, drop him, bust him, pop him Let him do it, I don't stop him It ain't no problem, ain't no pressure, man, she wanna do it (okay) Get closer, know the smell of my cologne, and she going for it End the story, so euphoric, they can't turn it down Now show that pretty smile, we gon' turn it around Turn around, turn around, turn that thing around Turn around, turn around, turn that ass around Turn around, turn around, turn that thing around Turn around (now show that pretty smile and go on, turn around) Turn around, turn around, turn that thing around Turn around, turn around, turn that ass around Turn around, turn around, turn that thing around Turn around (now show that pretty smile and go on, turn around) Turn around