When I tell you this don't try to put it down
04' Alero how I get around
Stopped in Stone Mountain broke a quarter pound
Turkey bag kill the smell, hit the town
Blind at this traffic light the sun is shining
Hit the radio it's on my song, perfect timing
Kind of hungry need to eat, pull up and do some dining
Any joint that make that lemon pepper you can find me
This on my momma and them, I miss Obama and them
My bank statements come, need to see some commas in them
I pray for peace but niggas always bringing drama with them
I'm cooking up, probably look like Benihana to them
Foot on the gas I'ma go... go... go
Thinking you can catch me that's a no... no... no
Everything dope, take a hit and get high, yeah
See you later hater, catch you on the flipside... Russ
Riding round the city with my windows down
Music loud, don't ask if I can turn it down
Better have my money when I come around
Applying pressure, feel like I'm that nigga now
Turn it up I turn it up a notch
Turn it up I turn it up a notch
Been getting to it, I will never ever stop
Turn it up a notch
A brand new day a brand new opportunity
Been motivated, working like it's two of me
What you see is what you get so usually
I'm killing shit, somebody write a eulogy
You can't tell me nothing 'less you been there and you haven't nah
All them times saying that you would, go build a cabin nah
Getting to the bag, that shit heavy watch me drag it in
Thought that I was gone bitch what's happening I'm back again
New improved, I will not lose
Ten toes down, that's a pair of shoes
You couldn't walk a mile, inside of my Huaraches
Get with the new wave, that water kind of choppy, for real
Foot on the gas I'ma go... go... go
Thinking you can catch me that's a no... no... no
Really want to get it done instead of get by
See you later hater, catch you on the flipside... out
Riding round the city with my windows down
Music loud, don't ask if I can turn it down
Better have my money when I come around
Applying pressure, feel like I'm that nigga now
Turn it up I turn it up a notch
Turn it up I turn it up a notch
Been getting to it, I will never ever stop
Turn it up a notch
B. Russ - Up a Notch Lyrics
B. Russ - Up a Notch Lyrics
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When I tell you this don't try to put it down
04' Alero how I get around
Stopped in Stone Mountain broke a quarter pound
Turkey bag kill the smell, hit the town
Blind at this traffic light the sun is shining
Hit the radio it's on my song, perfect timing
Kind of hungry need to eat, pull up and do some dining
Any joint that make that lemon pepper you can find me
This on my momma and them, I miss Obama and them
My bank statements come, need to see some commas in them
I pray for peace but niggas always bringing drama with them
I'm cooking up, probably look like Benihana to them
Foot on the gas I'ma go... go... go
Thinking you can catch me that's a no... no... no
Everything dope, take a hit and get high, yeah
See you later hater, catch you on the flipside... Russ
Riding round the city with my windows down
Music loud, don't ask if I can turn it down
Better have my money when I come around
Applying pressure, feel like I'm that nigga now
Turn it up I turn it up a notch
Turn it up I turn it up a notch
Been getting to it, I will never ever stop
Turn it up a notch
A brand new day a brand new opportunity
Been motivated, working like it's two of me
What you see is what you get so usually
I'm killing shit, somebody write a eulogy
You can't tell me nothing 'less you been there and you haven't nah
All them times saying that you would, go build a cabin nah
Getting to the bag, that shit heavy watch me drag it in
Thought that I was gone bitch what's happening I'm back again
New improved, I will not lose
Ten toes down, that's a pair of shoes
You couldn't walk a mile, inside of my Huaraches
Get with the new wave, that water kind of choppy, for real
Foot on the gas I'ma go... go... go
Thinking you can catch me that's a no... no... no
Really want to get it done instead of get by
See you later hater, catch you on the flipside... out
Riding round the city with my windows down
Music loud, don't ask if I can turn it down
Better have my money when I come around
Applying pressure, feel like I'm that nigga now
Turn it up I turn it up a notch
Turn it up I turn it up a notch
Been getting to it, I will never ever stop
Turn it up a notch
04' Alero how I get around
Stopped in Stone Mountain broke a quarter pound
Turkey bag kill the smell, hit the town
Blind at this traffic light the sun is shining
Hit the radio it's on my song, perfect timing
Kind of hungry need to eat, pull up and do some dining
Any joint that make that lemon pepper you can find me
This on my momma and them, I miss Obama and them
My bank statements come, need to see some commas in them
I pray for peace but niggas always bringing drama with them
I'm cooking up, probably look like Benihana to them
Foot on the gas I'ma go... go... go
Thinking you can catch me that's a no... no... no
Everything dope, take a hit and get high, yeah
See you later hater, catch you on the flipside... Russ
Riding round the city with my windows down
Music loud, don't ask if I can turn it down
Better have my money when I come around
Applying pressure, feel like I'm that nigga now
Turn it up I turn it up a notch
Turn it up I turn it up a notch
Been getting to it, I will never ever stop
Turn it up a notch
A brand new day a brand new opportunity
Been motivated, working like it's two of me
What you see is what you get so usually
I'm killing shit, somebody write a eulogy
You can't tell me nothing 'less you been there and you haven't nah
All them times saying that you would, go build a cabin nah
Getting to the bag, that shit heavy watch me drag it in
Thought that I was gone bitch what's happening I'm back again
New improved, I will not lose
Ten toes down, that's a pair of shoes
You couldn't walk a mile, inside of my Huaraches
Get with the new wave, that water kind of choppy, for real
Foot on the gas I'ma go... go... go
Thinking you can catch me that's a no... no... no
Really want to get it done instead of get by
See you later hater, catch you on the flipside... out
Riding round the city with my windows down
Music loud, don't ask if I can turn it down
Better have my money when I come around
Applying pressure, feel like I'm that nigga now
Turn it up I turn it up a notch
Turn it up I turn it up a notch
Been getting to it, I will never ever stop
Turn it up a notch
Writer: Brandon Russ
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