Слова:
Oh Land We Turn It Up

We turn it up, we turn it up We don't care what you say We're coming up, we're coming up We don't care what you say We turn it up, we turn it up We don

We turn it up, we turn it up We don't care what you say We're coming up, we're coming up. We don't care what you say We turn it up, we turn it up We

We turn it up, we turn it up We don't care what you say We're coming up, we're coming up. We don't care what you say We turn it up, we turn it up We

land There's no need to argue Parents just don't understand I remember one year My mom took me school shopping It was me, my brother, my mom, oh

it off we just yell until we tired then I break you off it's useless all this fighting lets get past it now even when I throw them deuces you just send it

the end of my time (Hah) Hold it, I'm still burnin', pop or not I come to break up slots 'Cause it can't get no harder Give it to me, Godfather Can

you for not givin' it up fuck what that nigga say, nigga give it up why black people act like little kids? make mad excuses when they know what it is

pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the half time air was sweet perfume While sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we

you had One shot To sit on your lazy butt And watch all the TV you ever wanted Until your brain turned to mush Would you go for it? Or just let it slip