Listen, MP3 Download and get the lyrics to PartyNextDoor’s “Turn Up” song. The song was produced by Cardiak & Murda Beatz.
Partynextdoor Turn Up
We are essentially over two weeks into quarantine but you gotta admit, there’s been a lot of great music that’s dropped so far. Uzi and The Weeknd are among the major artists who’ve dropped anticipated albums and yesterday, PartyNextDoor followed suit. The long-awaited PartyMobile arrived yesterday including features from Drake, Rihanna, and Bad Bunny. But the star power he’s recruited also powers the production and mixing. Track two, “Turn Up,” is surely a cut for anyone who’s been looking for some old PND vibes. Cardiak and Murda Beatz handle the production on the project while Young Thug’s engineer Alex Tumay mixed the song down and 40 held down additional engineering duties. Influences of dancehall and reggae are sprinkled through the drifty R&B sounds as he flips a classic bar from Damian Marley’s “Welcome To Jamrock” on the hook. Though we can expect “BELIEVE IT” ft. Rihanna to become the big hit off of the project, “TURN UP” can surely be regarded as a track for the day ones.
PartyNextDoor – Turn Up (prod. Cardiak & Murda Beatz)
Lyrics
[Intro]
Oh
[Chorus]
Out in the streets, they callin’ murder
Baby, have a drink with me, don’t order a virgin (Ooh)
I’m not controlla in it, I’m tryna see you turn up
I wanna see you (Turn up)
I wanna see you turn up, oh
[Verse 1]
Yeah
I done flew you out the city, girl, I know that you look pretty, but I want it all off (Yeah)
You said come and come and get it, so I came and came with it, fuck you ’til you nod off (Yeah)
I’m PS, baby, ’til I’m in Vegas, baby, ’til I hit TSA
Well, there’s no TSA (We flyin’ jets)
I hit Vegas straight
I tell ya I’m on my way
I can’t bring sand to the beach (I won’t bring sand)
Can’t bring this bitch to the strip (I won’t bring her there)
‘Cause you know bitches gon’ hate on her
Half of these bitches fake and you know what type of time I’m on (Woah, ’bout time)
[Chorus]
Out in the streets, they callin’ murder
Baby, have a drink with me, don’t order a virgin (Orderin’ a virgin)
I’m not controlla in it, I’m tryna see you turn up
I wanna see you (Turn up)
I wanna see you turn up, oh
[Verse 2]
Yeah
I done flew you out the city, girl, I know that you look pretty, but I want it all off
You said come and come and get it, so I came and came with it, fuck you ’til you nod off (Yeah)
I’m PS, baby, ’til I’m in Vegas, baby, ’til I hit TSA
Well, there’s no TSA
I hit Vegas straight
I tell ya I’m on my way
I can’t bring sand to the beach (I won’t bring sand)
Can’t bring this bitch to the strip (Won’t bring her there)
‘Cause you know bitches gon’ hate on her
Half of these bitches fake and you know what type of time I’m on (Woah, ’bout time, yeah)
[Chorus]
Out in the streets, they callin’ murder
Baby, have a drink with me, don’t order a virgin (Orderin’ a virgin)
I’m not controlla in it, I’m tryna see you turn up
I wanna see you (Turn up)
I wanna see you turn up, oh
[Outro]
Out in the streets
I know you doin’ double shifts
I know you do anything if you please
You know I want those double D’s
Out in the
Out in the streets, babe
