Lyrics:
keep on callin' me I tell her I soon reach
Right now I'm chillin' with the boys at the turks head Brewery
Next stop, Blue Haven bout to catch me a ferry
life
(Verse 2)
The young head busta
Eliminating niggas like nuttin'
Fifty shots I release hit yo block head bustin'
Turk and Wayne the youngest
was a hornet's nest
Palpitations set the beat
His vagus nerve a turk's head knot, an axel hitch, a carrick bend
He wondered if christ-consciousness
die your hydroponics"
His rib cage was a hornet’s nest
Palpitations set the beat
His vagus nerve a turk’s head
Knot, an axel hitch, a carrick bend
He
ass gotta go, wodie
Six under the dirt
Is where you'll be fuckin' with this nigga: Turk
I'll knock your head off, put your back in your chest
Play
Turk]
I'm a head buster, a straight up Nolia nigga
Young thugger
Fuck up, I show ya, nigga, that I don't play
Keep a K for protection
With fifty...
the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk
You may be the head of some big TV network
You
gonna have to serve somebody
You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk
You may be the head of some big TV network
You may be rich or poor
the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk
You may be the head of some big TV network
You
gonna have to serve somebody
You may be a state trooper, you might be an young turk
You may be the head of some big TV network
You may be rich
somebody (serve somebody)
Might be a state trooper, might be a young Turk
You may be the head of some big TV network
May be rich or poor, you may be
have to serve somebody
Now, you may be a State Trooper, you might be a young Turk
You may even be the head of some great big TV network
You may be rich
love me
Time to fly you outside, go wild, wild, baby
Tomorrow, we'll go to Caicos and Turks side, baby
Your head it get so twisted when you're spoiled
in his sticker, knock dat boi head off, Turk gone pick em, y'all think y'all just gone blur my dog
Yeh we heard y'all gotta stick that on mean
somebody
Serve somebody
You might be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk
You might be the head of some big TV network
You may be rich or poor, you
gonna have to serve somebody
Now, you may be a State Trooper, you might be a young Turk
You may even be the head of some great big TV network
You may
have to serve somebody
Now, you may be a State Trooper, you might be a young Turk
You may even be the head of some great big TV network
You may be rich
To the armenians that we will defend
First they were bound, then split with an axe
They juggled their heads and the turks laughed
Set on fire like human torch
Many
you're gonna have to serve somebody.
You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk,
You may be the head of some big TV network,
You may be
You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk
You may be the head of some big TV network
You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame
You
represent 'til I fall under the dirt boy
I run wit' Juvenile, BG, and Turk boy
And we the hottest, of the hottest
Of the damn hot
In helicopters with my
your birthday
If she give me head, ooh she a nurse, ay
Birkin bag Hérmes, that's what her purse say
Jefe out here thuggin' just like Turk said
Four
up, I'm in Turks, lil' baby
Every other watch got diamonds in the face
Pullin' out, ask to take a taste, lil' baby
Pullin' out fifty racks, walkin'
J.D.: Hey, Ms. Miller -- we just need a stool sample
Patti: Why do you need a stool sample if you think I'm just a nut?
Turk & JD: 'Cause
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