Turn on Me - Future

Well I'm back again for another night Of trying to break free from this sadness that I can't lay to rest This old honky-tonk sure does feel like home And the music with the laughter seem to soothe my loneliness Turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose From the memory that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue It helps me forget her, so the louder the better Hey mister turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose If a tear should fall if I should whisper her name To some stranger I'm holdin' while we're dancin' to an old Buck Owens song I know she won't mind she won't even know She'll be dancing with a memory crying teardrops of her own Turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose From the memory that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue It helps me forget her so the louder the better Hey mister turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose Turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose From the memory that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue It helps me forget her so the louder the better Hey mister turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose. Yeah, mister turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose

I just want you To turn me on I just want you To turn me on Gonna be your aid I just want you To turn me on I just want you To turn me on Gonna be your aid Only you O only you Only you O only you Only you O only you (Masterkraft on the beat) Girl Girl I just want you To turn me on I just want you To turn me on Gonna be your aid I just want you To turn me on I just want you To turn me on Gonna be your aid Only you Oh only you Only you Oh only you Only you Oh only you (Masterkraft on the beat) Girl Girl

I'm a boy, she's a girl We're all doing this around the world I catch her eye and count to five And remember everybody dies No, not her friend, no not second best I'll send her home unless they're both in it together And they're both on each other That's my kind of party, that's my kind of party Cause I'm a boy, she's a girl We're all doing this around the world Around the world, around the world, around the world So, why get complicated? You know you wanna turn me on Why get complicated? You know you wanna turn me on Underwater, with someone's daughter Gonna make you a dirty woman And when we're both in it together And we're both on each other That's my kind of party, that's my kind of party Cause I'm a boy, she's a girl, And we're all doing this around the world, Around the world, around the world, around the world So, why get complicated? You know you wanna turn me on Why get complicated? You know you wanna turn me on Why get complicated? You know you wanna turn me on Why get complicated? You know you wanna turn me on Why get complicated? You know you wanna turn me on Why get complicated? You know you wanna turn me on

I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base You would fuck a rich niggas for the fame, won't you? You would give that pussy up to a lame, won't you? Like a old school, I re-did the frame on you I got my old shooters with me and they land on you Word to them niggas at the six A whole lotta lean, my nutrition They should've told ya I had the drank on me They should've told ya I brought the bank with me They should've told ya I keep that molly on me They should've told ya I got that stick with me You the one who duckin' from a drive by My niggas unemployed sellin' pot pies I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I keep a shooter with me like Malone I fucked around and did it on my own Come and fuck with me baby, I'm a franchise Molly and them xans got me aggravated The hundreds and 'em fifties, get 'em separated Put them hundreds and them hundreds, yeah we segregated They tryna take the soul out me They tryna take my confidence and they know I'm cocky Fuck another interview, I'm done with it I don't give a fuck about a ho, I let a young hit it I play the games of the thrones with you I can't change, I was God-given Tryna make a pop star and they made a monster I'm posted with my niggas, let the champagne flow A nigga was depressed now my mind back healthy A product of them roach in 'em ashtrays I inhale the love on a bad day Baptized inside purple Actavis They should've told you I was on the pill They should've told you I was on the Lear I serve cocaine in some Reeboks I'm full of so much chronic, need a detox I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base They should've told you I'm was just a trap nigga I'm in the white house shootin' crack niggas I gave up on my conscience gotta live with it This remind me when I had nightmares These bitches wanna be here, they'll be right here They should've told you I'm was just a trap nigga They should've told you I was gon' lap niggas They should've told you I was overseas Say your last words, can't breathe They sent the ghetto bird out to peep me They finally did admit it, I was cloned Because I was ambitious, now I'm on Five in the mornin' on the corner rollin' stones I just work for money, I count it on my own, fuck They should've told you I was on the pill They should've told you I was on the Lear I serve cocaine and some Reebok I full of soo much chronic, need a detox I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base You the one who duckin' from a drive by My niggas unemployed sellin' Popeyes