Yo! Chi-town! Yo! Vi3 & Da Brat tat tat Turn It Up, when you hear this joint in your car turn it up Ya dig? Vi3, we VIP's, ya dig? Turn it up!
[VERSE ONE] Workin' hard can't wait 'til the weekend You deserve to go out and party I know what you wanna do And I'm gon' be there too, yeah yeah
Ladies, fellas, gonna be freakin' Grab your drink and let's get it started And when this jam hits the speakers This is what you gotta do, what you gotta do is
[HOOK] Turn it up, when you hear this joint in your car turn it up And when you hear the dj start to cut it up Grab somebody hit the floor and burn it up Burn it up, turn it up and up and up
Turn it up, so if you're reppin' your neighborhood, throw it up And when you see us rock a party, give it up No matter what they say, you gotta live it up Live it up, turn it up and up and up, turn it up
[Verse TWO] So if you spot someone Looking at you like they want it Make your way over there and get to spittin' If you're feelin' it tonight
Even if you got someone waitin' At the crib for ya Don't even trip right now Just have some fun 'til someone hit the lights
So, if you came to get your party on Remember you ain't doin' nothin' wrong, it's your night Ain't gotta worry 'bout a thing you do Just let the music take control of you, it's your time So what you gotta do is
[RAP] Turn it up for Chi-town homies I burn it up Murder da track, haven't you ever heard Da Brat? She da first female solo to ever go plat If it's a party, I'm there - you ain't gotta ask! Who cares? Get crunk, live it up, keep ya cup Filled up, get'chu a buddy, then go home and cut In my hood, it's good - I'm a VIP - chillin' with Vi3 Justin, Lucas & Jackie ... what?