Lyrics

Can't stop now, deejay turn the record on
Girl bob ya head this a be a favorite song
Can't stop now, we can party to the mourn
Tell the deejay bring it back and put the record on

And turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up
Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up
Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up
Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up

Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up
Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up
Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up
Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' turn up

Turn my fuckin' beat up
Beat so hard it's tearin' my seat up
Come get in my car, that's a cool mamacita
Or is it senorita, beat just jigglin' her D cups

Got the AC on, but you don't need it with the speaker watts
Tomb of the boom, Outkast in my speaker box
Don't care what you think, boy, I'm bout to have the streets on locked
My shit is so turned up, I hope my tweeters don't pop

Drinkin' lita, now stop, I think it's Jose Cuervo
I'm so country, I be killin' deer with bow and arrow
Oh, you a tough guy, thinkin' you fuckin' with C 4
Then watch these nine milli rounds fuck up your bone and marrow

Now get crunk, what's up punk, I eat niggas like you for lunch
Kicked his ass so quick, he didn't even get a punch
When he woke up, it was brunch, he slept the whole day
And you don't wanna know what's in my trunk, it's best you walk away

Can't stop now, deejay turn the record on
Girl bob ya head this a be a favorite song
Can't stop now, we can party to the mourn
Tell the deejay bring it back and put the record on

And turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up
Tell the deejay bring it back and tear my fuckin' beat up
Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up
Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up

Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up
Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up
Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up
Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up

Speakers turn way up, volume on the maximum
Blastin' gas, I'm passin' em, no questions, ain't answerin
Cell phone, no handler, I do damage to those eardrums
Press play, it's so fun to go dumb, I ain't hearin' none

Blow your fuckin' face off with the gasoline that I spit
I breathe fire like a Pokemon, got Charmander in the car with me
Got high standards at the bars with me, pass the ball and go far with me
Auto-lock, drive way loud music, hear me in the next county

Hear me from next week, bass to make your bones weak
Shake the town when I speak, turn my fuckin' beat up
Before you ass get beat up, sendin' threats to the sound guy
Record and go loud, I record and go dumb

Stupid, yeah you fuckin' knew that
Beat the beat up, till my hands are fuckin' blue-black
like what up, tell that motherf***** to shut up
Like what up, we about to turn the party up

Can't stop now, deejay turn the record on
Girl bob ya head this a be a favorite song
Can't stop now, we can party to the mourn
Tell the deejay bring it back and put the record on

And turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up
Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up
Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up
Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up

Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up
Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' beat up
Turn my fuckin' beat up, turn my fuckin' beat up
Tell the deejay bring it back and turn my fuckin' turn beat up