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Kevin McCall

Turn Me On

 

Turn Me On

(album: Definition - 2013)


[Intro:]
It's the Definition
Kevin McCall DJ Holiday
Let's go!

[Hook:]
When you drop it to the floor, you know that turn me on
You know that turn me on, you know that turn me on
When you pick it up slow, you know that turn me on
You know that turn me on, you know that turn me on
And when, and when you slide down that pole
Baby that turn me on,
And when you winding in slow mo,
Baby that turn me on.

[Verse 1:]
Listen, I got a fetish for bitches who do that shit in the kitchen
After I hit it she cooking chicken and washing the dishes,
You hoes should learn something, by the trill get
She don't need my money got she got her own
Sax fips splurging with that money, she got from working the night shift
So I might just dress her up in diamonds her body colder than ices
You know that turn me on,
Tell the DJ Holiday to play her favourite song

[Hook:]
When you drop it to the floor, you know that turn me on
You know that turn me on, you know that turn me on
When you pick it up slow, you know that turn me on
You know that turn me on, you know that turn me on
And when, and when you slide down that pole
Baby that turn me on,
And when you winding in slow mo,
Baby that turn me on.

[Verse 2:]
All these niggas tired, all these niggas liars
Pullin up with five cent and all they fuck is dimes,
If winnin is a crime, y'all gonna lock me up quick
I'm with the illest birdie, give my duck sick,
Real is all I fuck with, 'bout that cash money
Open that game hope my truck fit,
Diamond lay republic, ho I throw before I commit
I say it and she does it,
I stay playin the game, haters will love it, what?

[Hook:]
When you drop it to the floor, you know that turn me on
You know that turn me on, you know that turn me on
When you pick it up slow, you know that turn me on
You know that turn me on, you know that turn me on
And when, and when you slide down that pole
Baby that turn me on,
And when you winding in slow mo,
Baby that turn me on.

[Interlude:]
Let me see you pop it, pop it, pop it
Pop it, pop it, pop it
Now let me see you drop it, drop it, drop it
Drop it, drop it, drop it

[Hook:]
When you drop it to the floor, you know that turn me on
You know that turn me on, you know that turn me on
When you pick it up slow, you know that turn me on
You know that turn me on, you know that turn me on
And when, and when you slide down that pole
Baby that turn me on,
And when you winding in slow mo,
Baby that turn me on.

done

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