Dat Look Lyrics
| Song | Dat Look |
| Artist | Turk |
| Album | Raw and Uncut |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Sparxxx, Turk | |
| Uh huh Young | |
| Turk nigga | |
| Don't know | |
| Uh huh It's like that nigga (c'mon) | |
| Uh huh C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon | |
| C'mon, c'mon (uh huh) | |
| Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga | |
| C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon | |
| Look, look, look [Verse 1: Turk] | |
| I thought you was my number one bitch, but | |
| I was wrong | |
| I was trippin, | |
| I had to be stone for pones | |
| I'm out my mind thinkin you gon' just my time | |
| But when I, when | |
| I went up that road you gon' stop the cryin | |
| I heard that | |
| I caught five, but | |
| I gave it back | |
| When I touch down bitch, | |
| I'm gon' pay you back | |
| I'ma fuck all you friends, all you close of kin | |
| Go back to bein a straight pitch again | |
| Put that steering wheel in your back, ride you bitch | |
| And I could give a fuck if your cryin bitch | |
| I'ma give you somethin dirty, | |
| I'ma have the last laugh | |
| I put that on my life, | |
| I'ma have the last laugh | |
| Try to blues me but the tables turned | |
| And it stopped on me, bitch you gon' learn | |
| Played with a | |
| Hot Boy, you gon' burn baby burn | |
| Head don't smoke like we just hit shern [Chorus x4: Turk] | |
| Bitch you gon' have that dick look | |
| Gon' have that dick look | |
| Gon' have that dick look | |
| Gon' have that dick look [Verse 2: Bubba Sparxxx] | |
| Oh yeah, oh yeah | |
| Now this little dame, must of misplaced her brain | |
| Switchin up without the slightest little trace of shame | |
| Since Bubba | |
| K became, a heavily stated name | |
| She's thinkin my dang-a-lang, is a ride on the gravy train | |
| I certaintly ain't a lame, little | |
| Betty you misguided | |
| Cause it's rubels, not noodles that gets me excited | |
| Ain't never seen shit like it, a fisher done been dykin | |
| Since Clinton was the pres, now 'tendin she meant like it | |
| Now slut, you got somethin to tell me "oh wow, what?" | |
| You always loved | |
| Andy, cooled olie and mowwed up | |
| I'll oblige and give you a ride, but the only prize you receivin is what | |
| I'm squeezin out on your chalky thighs | |
| Oh these five dudes standin behind me, don't mind them | |
| But if it's fuckin we discussin, just know they gon' chime in | |
| But that shouldn't be an issue, you love me don't get shook | |
| Stupid whore that's what you get for givin that dick look (uh oh!) [Chorus] [Verse 3: Turk] | |
| Bitch I'm home now and | |
| I'm back on my feet | |
| Back to the same | |
| Turk that | |
| I used to be | |
| You can get off my dick bitch, stop sweatin my balls | |
| Cause it wasn't all that when | |
| I was behind the wall | |
| Bitch now you want me behind ya, | |
| I don't want have none | |
| You did a dirty deed, bitch you played me sour | |
| You left me stranded like "Gilligan" | |
| To be honest with you bitch you was killin me | |
| But I'ma dog like "Blue's Clues" | |
| You did that bitch, well watch how | |
| I do you I'ma put you on cruise control | |
| Full speed bitch, you stanky ho | |
| It's a must that you feel my pain and hurt bitch | |
| Cause the name of my game is | |
| Eagle first bitch | |
| I'ma fool, you started and | |
| I'm gon' finish it | |
| Two can play at that game, but watch who win it bitch (bitch) [Chorus] [Outro: Turk] [talking] | |
| Look I don't know what's wrong with these hoes man | |
| Niggaz gon' get in their jokes and these hoes go south | |
| Like Casper, you know what | |
| I'm sayin? | |
| It's all gravy though | |
| These stupid ass hoes, just don't know | |
| Bitch talkin 'bout, she can't pay her bills | |
| Know what | |
| I'm sayin? | |
| And why she only fucked one but nigga | |
| It's all gravy bitch, don't have to send me no letters | |
| You heard me, | |
| I'ma Hot Boy |
| zuo qu : Sparxxx, Turk | |
| Uh huh Young | |
| Turk nigga | |
| Don' t know | |
| Uh huh It' s like that nigga c' mon | |
| Uh huh C' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon | |
| C' mon, c' mon uh huh | |
| Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga | |
| C' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon | |
| Look, look, look Verse 1: Turk | |
| I thought you was my number one bitch, but | |
| I was wrong | |
| I was trippin, | |
| I had to be stone for pones | |
| I' m out my mind thinkin you gon' just my time | |
| But when I, when | |
| I went up that road you gon' stop the cryin | |
| I heard that | |
| I caught five, but | |
| I gave it back | |
| When I touch down bitch, | |
| I' m gon' pay you back | |
| I' ma fuck all you friends, all you close of kin | |
| Go back to bein a straight pitch again | |
| Put that steering wheel in your back, ride you bitch | |
| And I could give a fuck if your cryin bitch | |
| I' ma give you somethin dirty, | |
| I' ma have the last laugh | |
| I put that on my life, | |
| I' ma have the last laugh | |
| Try to blues me but the tables turned | |
| And it stopped on me, bitch you gon' learn | |
| Played with a | |
| Hot Boy, you gon' burn baby burn | |
| Head don' t smoke like we just hit shern Chorus x4: Turk | |
| Bitch you gon' have that dick look | |
| Gon' have that dick look | |
| Gon' have that dick look | |
| Gon' have that dick look Verse 2: Bubba Sparxxx | |
| Oh yeah, oh yeah | |
| Now this little dame, must of misplaced her brain | |
| Switchin up without the slightest little trace of shame | |
| Since Bubba | |
| K became, a heavily stated name | |
| She' s thinkin my dangalang, is a ride on the gravy train | |
| I certaintly ain' t a lame, little | |
| Betty you misguided | |
| Cause it' s rubels, not noodles that gets me excited | |
| Ain' t never seen shit like it, a fisher done been dykin | |
| Since Clinton was the pres, now ' tendin she meant like it | |
| Now slut, you got somethin to tell me " oh wow, what?" | |
| You always loved | |
| Andy, cooled olie and mowwed up | |
| I' ll oblige and give you a ride, but the only prize you receivin is what | |
| I' m squeezin out on your chalky thighs | |
| Oh these five dudes standin behind me, don' t mind them | |
| But if it' s fuckin we discussin, just know they gon' chime in | |
| But that shouldn' t be an issue, you love me don' t get shook | |
| Stupid whore that' s what you get for givin that dick look uh oh! Chorus Verse 3: Turk | |
| Bitch I' m home now and | |
| I' m back on my feet | |
| Back to the same | |
| Turk that | |
| I used to be | |
| You can get off my dick bitch, stop sweatin my balls | |
| Cause it wasn' t all that when | |
| I was behind the wall | |
| Bitch now you want me behind ya, | |
| I don' t want have none | |
| You did a dirty deed, bitch you played me sour | |
| You left me stranded like " Gilligan" | |
| To be honest with you bitch you was killin me | |
| But I' ma dog like " Blue' s Clues" | |
| You did that bitch, well watch how | |
| I do you I' ma put you on cruise control | |
| Full speed bitch, you stanky ho | |
| It' s a must that you feel my pain and hurt bitch | |
| Cause the name of my game is | |
| Eagle first bitch | |
| I' ma fool, you started and | |
| I' m gon' finish it | |
| Two can play at that game, but watch who win it bitch bitch Chorus Outro: Turk talking | |
| Look I don' t know what' s wrong with these hoes man | |
| Niggaz gon' get in their jokes and these hoes go south | |
| Like Casper, you know what | |
| I' m sayin? | |
| It' s all gravy though | |
| These stupid ass hoes, just don' t know | |
| Bitch talkin ' bout, she can' t pay her bills | |
| Know what | |
| I' m sayin? | |
| And why she only fucked one but nigga | |
| It' s all gravy bitch, don' t have to send me no letters | |
| You heard me, | |
| I' ma Hot Boy |
| zuò qǔ : Sparxxx, Turk | |
| Uh huh Young | |
| Turk nigga | |
| Don' t know | |
| Uh huh It' s like that nigga c' mon | |
| Uh huh C' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon | |
| C' mon, c' mon uh huh | |
| Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga | |
| C' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon | |
| Look, look, look Verse 1: Turk | |
| I thought you was my number one bitch, but | |
| I was wrong | |
| I was trippin, | |
| I had to be stone for pones | |
| I' m out my mind thinkin you gon' just my time | |
| But when I, when | |
| I went up that road you gon' stop the cryin | |
| I heard that | |
| I caught five, but | |
| I gave it back | |
| When I touch down bitch, | |
| I' m gon' pay you back | |
| I' ma fuck all you friends, all you close of kin | |
| Go back to bein a straight pitch again | |
| Put that steering wheel in your back, ride you bitch | |
| And I could give a fuck if your cryin bitch | |
| I' ma give you somethin dirty, | |
| I' ma have the last laugh | |
| I put that on my life, | |
| I' ma have the last laugh | |
| Try to blues me but the tables turned | |
| And it stopped on me, bitch you gon' learn | |
| Played with a | |
| Hot Boy, you gon' burn baby burn | |
| Head don' t smoke like we just hit shern Chorus x4: Turk | |
| Bitch you gon' have that dick look | |
| Gon' have that dick look | |
| Gon' have that dick look | |
| Gon' have that dick look Verse 2: Bubba Sparxxx | |
| Oh yeah, oh yeah | |
| Now this little dame, must of misplaced her brain | |
| Switchin up without the slightest little trace of shame | |
| Since Bubba | |
| K became, a heavily stated name | |
| She' s thinkin my dangalang, is a ride on the gravy train | |
| I certaintly ain' t a lame, little | |
| Betty you misguided | |
| Cause it' s rubels, not noodles that gets me excited | |
| Ain' t never seen shit like it, a fisher done been dykin | |
| Since Clinton was the pres, now ' tendin she meant like it | |
| Now slut, you got somethin to tell me " oh wow, what?" | |
| You always loved | |
| Andy, cooled olie and mowwed up | |
| I' ll oblige and give you a ride, but the only prize you receivin is what | |
| I' m squeezin out on your chalky thighs | |
| Oh these five dudes standin behind me, don' t mind them | |
| But if it' s fuckin we discussin, just know they gon' chime in | |
| But that shouldn' t be an issue, you love me don' t get shook | |
| Stupid whore that' s what you get for givin that dick look uh oh! Chorus Verse 3: Turk | |
| Bitch I' m home now and | |
| I' m back on my feet | |
| Back to the same | |
| Turk that | |
| I used to be | |
| You can get off my dick bitch, stop sweatin my balls | |
| Cause it wasn' t all that when | |
| I was behind the wall | |
| Bitch now you want me behind ya, | |
| I don' t want have none | |
| You did a dirty deed, bitch you played me sour | |
| You left me stranded like " Gilligan" | |
| To be honest with you bitch you was killin me | |
| But I' ma dog like " Blue' s Clues" | |
| You did that bitch, well watch how | |
| I do you I' ma put you on cruise control | |
| Full speed bitch, you stanky ho | |
| It' s a must that you feel my pain and hurt bitch | |
| Cause the name of my game is | |
| Eagle first bitch | |
| I' ma fool, you started and | |
| I' m gon' finish it | |
| Two can play at that game, but watch who win it bitch bitch Chorus Outro: Turk talking | |
| Look I don' t know what' s wrong with these hoes man | |
| Niggaz gon' get in their jokes and these hoes go south | |
| Like Casper, you know what | |
| I' m sayin? | |
| It' s all gravy though | |
| These stupid ass hoes, just don' t know | |
| Bitch talkin ' bout, she can' t pay her bills | |
| Know what | |
| I' m sayin? | |
| And why she only fucked one but nigga | |
| It' s all gravy bitch, don' t have to send me no letters | |
| You heard me, | |
| I' ma Hot Boy |
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