Songtext Turn up in tijuana Yelawolf

Turn up in tijuana

Yeah, hola, uh
Hola, we're lookin' to leave with a, boatload of pot
(That's right, get it, get it)
Yelawolf Blacksheep
We gon' turn up in Tijuana, turn up, turn up, turn up
Tijuana, bitch, hehe
Tijuana, bitch, yeah, yeah
Movin' south mula

I'm on a trip, it's a long day
I've been trippin' in the hallway
Cadillac drippin', I'm rollin' wet
I got the whip and the valet
I took a dose and I got bumped
Down in the club with a few bucks
I brought a goon to the party too
Bitch, don't even try me, you lookin' tough
I'm on that crease, I'm on that Cheap Trick
Got the ACDC up in the speakers
Rock 'n' roll up on the beaches, Sandman
Sleepin' till noon when I just went to bed on the street, shit
Lay my body on a pile of leaves with a pound of weed underneath my head 'cause I need rest
She was sayin' "God almighty" with a soothin' polished accent
Maybe Spanish, I said "damn it this is oochie wally"
Crucial, body loose as two big shoes on baby feet
I've been with that stripper like five days this week

We gon' turn up in Tijuana (all day)
Got the pesos, find the pack, go get your runner
Meet me on that dirt block for the order
We gon' run some of this weight back 'cross the border
We gon' turn up in Tijuana
We gon' turn up in Tijuana
We gon' turn up in Tijuana
We gon' turn up in Tijuana

Fuck the runnin', lost the passport
Payin' police at the border
Good thing I don't carry nothin' less than a dub
'cause I can't be reachin' for quarters
You reachin' for somethin' on me
And then somebody gon' have to speak to reporters
But I ain't worried, ironically all of my haters are secret supporters
My feet on the entré
And my head in the clouds off a hit of that LSD
And I'm on Bombay
And all of these marks that's inside of my ears let you know
That I do go the wrong way
I'm numero uno on Broadway
I body a sumo in broad day
You spot me then you know the enclave
I was brushin' up on the Spanish with a handful of Xanax
Me and a couple of outlaws enter the annex
Put the whole city into a panic
I knew we was somewhere else when she put the X pill into her panties
And I took the next pill, now we on one, now we back in Miami

We gon' turn up in Tijuana
Got the pesos, find the pack, go get your runner
Meet me on that dirt block for the order
We gon' run some of this weight back 'cross the border
We gon' turn up in Tijuana
We gon' turn up in Tijuana
We gon' turn up in Tijuana
We gon' turn up in Tijuana

Ah, yeah, who is that? Who is that? Who is that?
They know where the Slumerican crew is at
They wanna come see how we measure up
Measure me, you ain't gettin' your ruler back
Born on the block, I ain't stupid
Gotta call out the bitch like a puma
Nothin' new in this hoop' but the language
But the Glock is speakin' fluent
When I roll up tobacco inside a gazebo
I'm sippin' this cold Margarita
Got a blonde hoe inside of a taco truck
Tellin' me that she want my burrito
Maybe later I can squeeze her
She's a lemon drop, yeah, tin a top
But whether I choose to attend or not
She'll be comin' to fuck by ten o'clock

I can't depend on the box
But she givin' top that hotter than Wasabi
Black Gucci belt
And I'm puttin' wax on her ass like Mr. Miyagi
Jumped out the stable
It's a Ferrari, and I get down on the Harley
When it start, I ain't hearin' 'em hardly
Die tryna be the life of the party
Wide-eyed, tryna parallel park it
Crashed twice, tryna exit the market
I'm a lone star and a pornstar
Hunnids on the floor, lay in the carpet
Homie show up once a month
With a check for me like we rentin' apartments
Try to get a refund
And I forward the call 'cause that ain't my department

We gon' turn up in Tijuana
Got the pesos, find the pack, go get your runner
Meet me on that dirt block for the order
We gon' run some of this weight back 'cross the border
We gon' turn up in Tijuana
We gon' turn up in Tijuana
We gon' turn up in Tijuana
We gon' turn up in Tijuana
We ain't goin' back broke, bitch