🎵 Turn Down For What (Remix) // by DJ Snake

41 ContributorsTurn Down For What (Remix) Lyrics [Intro: Lil Jon] Fire up that loud, another round of shots [Chorus: Lil Jon, Juicy J] Turn down for what Turn down for what Turn down for what (Yeah, Ya Boy Juicy J) Turn down for what (Uh-Huh) Turn down for what [Verse 1: Juicy J] Pour up, uh Smokin' loud on a yacht Louis V everythang to my motherfuckin' socks And I'm living at the top No ice in my drink, got enough in my watch And these girls goin' wild Shots got us turnt up, so we can't turn down VIP, gettin' served like tennis balls Bank accounts dizzy 'cause we spend it all Gettin' payed, turnt up, ain't no better way Amsterdam smokin', I stay at the heaven gates In the club and she goin' off the snow white Pourin' up Actavis, I need more Sprite [Pre-Chorus: Juicy J] Throw this, throw this cash watch me start a riot Leave the club then we take the chicks to the Hyatt Still got my whole clique on a kush diet Ass clappin' on that money pilin' [Chorus: Lil Jon & 2 Chainz] Turn down for what Turn down for what Turn down for what Turn down for what (2 Chainz) Turn Down For What [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] Your Majesty walkin' through the magic straight Pussy good, I put it on a dinner plate Leave the strip club for a dinner date Tryna stop me from smoking like Nicko Ray Everywhere I go, I smell like a Marley All the bitches with me look like Barbie I ain't wrote in a verse since Lee Harvey I dress all my cars up, Steve Harvey (Tru) I see that she drinkin' a lot She turn up and she takin' them shots And my watch is so big You can see it from the parking lot You know me, I'm just lookin' for thots, I'm so hot [Pre-Chorus: 2 Chainz, Lil Jon] So high, somebody just turn off the watch My shirt off and I'm takin' them shots, nigga Turn down for what Fire up that loud, another round of shots [Chorus: Lil Jon] Turn down for what Turn down for what Turn down for what (Haaan!) Turn down for what (You know when you hear that haaan) Montana, DJ Snake Turn down for what [Verse 3: French Montana] I might pull up in the Lamb' or the gat' Bring a hundred bitches, hundred bottles Turnt up, turn down now G5, G6, fly through anywhere Turn up till there's no way to turn it Burn the roof off Let the motherfucker burn Let the motherfucker burn Burn, motherfucker, baby won't swallow Tell it to another sucker Made a mill, made another, what a feeling I fuck a bitch, I'm floating all the money to the ceiling [Bridge: French Montana, Lil Jon] I ain't cuff 'em, I don't love 'em, I ain't catching feelings I fill this club up to the fucking ceiling Fire up that loud, another round of shots [Chorus: Lil Jon] Turn down for what Turn down for what Turn down for what Turn down for what Turn down for what