Turnin’ Me On [T-Wayne Remix]

[T-Pain: (Polow Da Don):] (GET MONEY!) Damn, hey That's how we do it (Remix!) T-Pain, Nappy Boy, yeah Turnin you on (Polow Da Don) T-t-t-turnin you on (Keri Hilson) T-t-t-turnin you on (MARCH 24th ALBUM COMING SOON!) Listen (OWW!) [Verse 1: T-Pain (Polow Da Don)] I know I'm turnin you on Chocolate skin poppin I'm so hated on (On) And I won't let a bitch stop me My Chevrolet never hesitate to cause a ruckus Because I got that b-b-bass in that muthafucka I got big shit poppin (Poppin), look how my truck ride The Louis V belt with the Louis jump drive The Louis V shoes and the scarf with it And the Oakley shades go so hard with it Ayy, I know I'm turnin you on Nappy Boy, digital, got you burnin my songs on ;Cause I'm dressed to impress, the best dressed of the night Nappy time the next slick niggas got me fresh, lookin right Take a step to me, right and I get my swagger up Now I'm Mick Jagger, slash chainsaw massacre Cause I'm on this road, like a rolling stone And I kill every show til they know that I'm gone I got my chain, watch, bracelet, grill Top hat leanin let you know that I'm real (You know I'm real shawty) Ain't no tellin' why I take muhfuckas Make the whole crowd say (Wait a minute motherfucker) You turnin me off [Chorus: Keri Hilson {Polow Da Don}] (Aaahhh) {REMIX!} You ever try to get that close to me {KERI HILSON!} You better come correct how you 'proachin me Dime divas give it to me (Aaahhh) [Bridge: Keri Hilson] I shot the sheriff But wait til I shoot these bitches, down down Shoot these bitches, down down Ms. Keri baby [Verse 2: Keri Hilson] I ain't tryin to start some mess There's just somethin on my chest that I need to get off Cause you turnin me off Your vision cloudy if you think that you're the best You can dance she can sing but she need to move it to the... (don't do it em) She need to go have some babies She needs to sit down, she fake Them other chicks ain't even worth my time to talk about Been had dollars boy Go-on get your money up Know you're ain't the only homie on melined up I ain't turnin it off I'm stay turnin it on Go-on and tell these folks how long I been writing your songs I been puttin you on, just check the credits ho And if you want me you can find me in the Decatur ho Cause you're turnin me off [Chorus:] (Aaahhh) You ever try to get that close to me You better come correct how you 'proachin me Dime divas give it to me (Aaahhh) You ever try to get that close to me You better come correct how you 'proachin me Dime divas give it to me [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] I'm high as hell, swagger right, float like after life I got a gorilla appetite, I make you wife my snack at night Why you still white like aphrodite, Da Lambo blue, da lambo nice Da Lambo bad, da lambo bright And the cops can kiss my lambo lights - I'm gone I know, I turn you on She fell in love with an alien Now give me my space cause that's my home my now sit on my face like its your thong I'm nasty yeah I know I'm nasty like no other, make her say you can get it mothafucka (oh) I burn you all like a candle Fire flow, better not wear sandles Hey Keri, I'm a bedroom vandel Run up in your room and make you drop that flannel I'm just playin' boo, I hope I didn't offend you But Turn you up and on is what a man do And I'm the man, it ain't no secret baby And, this is the remix baby! [Chorus:] (Aaahhh) You ever try to get that close to me You better come correct how you 'proachin me Dime divas give it to me (Aaahhh) You ever try to get that close to me You better come correct how you 'proachin me Dime divas give it to me