歌词：
Frank Turn It Up

end Turn it up, turn it up Feel the knock knock on your lock Burn it up, barely stop I'm feeling rock n roll (Repeat to fade) (Thanks to Turn.It.Up

move around with them pounds and berretas (uh) Yeah faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make

alive (Stay alive) It's just reality, yeah (Oh, reality) Damn it feel good to see people up on it Flipped two keys in two weeks and didn't flaunt it

's home baby Aisha, what's going on? Aisha, hmmm What is this? Hmmm} {Hello, hello! Yeah Francis Hello? Francis, it's me Frank Stop I'm on the phone, who is this? Frank, listen turn

bank, Uhh making deposits till I fuckin' faint, New Orleans, nigga how about them fuckin' Saints, It's tight on our end call that Bubba Franks, Matter fact it

mouth It's more than I expected, I thought your jewels was rented But they wasn't, so run it, cousin I could chill, the heat doesn't, ran up in your

here, so put out your freakin' blunt This how we gon' do it, so pay attention to the rules Women in sexy gear, draws down and no shoes That's why we keep it

Lola wants, Lola gets, This particular evening she wanted to ride jets Even though I now shawty was bad news, I played it cool Vowing to never turn sucker

with a silencer, wettin up, suckers I be settin up Button up, while I'm cuttin up, never lettin up I don't link up, with suckers with raps that shrank