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Turn up 2
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Artist:jbugsmobb
Duration:3:23
Tags:dark but more melodic trap-club hybrid infused with soulful church and arena organ layers,ultra-heavy chest-thumping 808 bass tuned for car and club systems,long sustained low-end notes with sharp gliding slides and octave drops that rumble under bright,sustained organ chords and haunting melody runs,bouncy syncopated clap and snare patterns with crisp hi-hat rolls and stuttered triplets,minimal but hooky bell and pluck motifs now doubled by swirling organ riffs that answer the vocal phrases,clean yet punchy drum mix that lets the kick and 808 dominate while the organ fills the mids with warm harmonic grit,confident rhythmic rap vocals locked tightly to the bounce of the bass,call-and-response ad-libs framed by dramatic organ stabs on key lines,subtle ambient pads and vox chops blended with reverb-drenched cathedral-style organ swells for a cinematic feel,140 bpm with a head-nod groove and big low-mid knock,structured for car-test impact and club playback with short breakdow
[Intro]
[deep pitch voice rhythmically chanting] ("Shake that, shake that, t-t-turn up") ("Shake that, shake that, t-t-turn up")
[Verse 2]
[the bassline hits a deep pocket as the guzheng loops, setting an instant high-energy party groove]
ayy
heat wave, whole block goin' crazy in the summertime
white tee, fitted cap, move in double-time
bad lil' shorty droppin' low on the front line
whisper in my ear talkin' filthy while she sip wine
bam, when the kick hit she don’t stop
hips goin' wild, got the whole room hot
shorties on the whips while we parked in the lot
cups in the air, ain’t a soul tryna stop
[vinyl scratch]
damn
smoke clouds swirl by the corner, smell strong
every bass hit make 'em lose it to the song
she throwin' that back goin' stupid to the drum
one hand on my shoulder while the whole crowd hum
ayy
white tee, fitted cap, forces all clean
backwood fat, pass it off to the whole team
shorties on the hood goin' off for the IG
whole block lit, screamin' every single line with me
[vocal backspin loop: "with me-with me"]
[The Universal Chorus]
hot out, now the whole city turned up
girls in bikini tops, shorts all pulled up
she said, "you be outside?" i said, "hell yeah, wassup?"
then she started throwin’ ass while her friends yelled, "turn up!"
[Verse 1]
[the drums ride out heavy, stutter flow]
hold up, hold up, hold up
money long
it doesn't fold up
probably could fill up
an 18 wheela
and my pull out game
on godzilla
and watch her walls come tumbling down
hound!.. dog
is what they call me
[vocal stutter: "call-call-call me"]
[vinyl scratch]
[Rapid-fire triplet flow]
i'm rothstein at the tangiers running the whole thing
the boss king, the clean cut, making the vault ring
i watch 'em, i clock 'em, i know if they skimming
i'm counting the millions, i'm out here and winning
the eye in the sky see the fakes and the plotters
i'm cleaning the house and i'm flushing the spotters
got a Don Julio to my right, 'cause on my left is box of Swisha's
but i'm throwing back a toast with the crew in bermudas
we pouring out bottles, we living deluxe
while the haters outside are just down on their luck
we setting the temperature, locking the city
the sun coming down and the women look pretty
so pull up the truck, let the bass line bang
the whole squad outside doing our thing!
[vocal backspin loop: "turn up-turn up!"]
[The Universal Chorus]
hot out, now the whole city turned up
girls in bikini tops, shorts all pulled up
she said, "you be outside?" i said, "hell yeah, wassup?"
then she started throwin’ ass while her friends yelled, "turn up!"
[Outro]
[the heavy drums and 808s drop out to a halftime rhythm. the dark chinese guzheng instrument takes over the main melody, spinning out with a heavy echo delay]
yeah...
keep that same energy when you see us winning.
it's a long way from the bottom.
but the weather is beautiful up here.
salute to the real ones.
yeah.
[one final loud turntable tape-stop scratch snaps the audio into dead silence]