Turn Up The Sound

Rob Hodge

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  • Andrew Hauer, Rob Hodge

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    Rob Hodge (ASCAP - 50%), Andrew Hauer (ASCAP - 50%) / Beatmart Music (ASCAP - 50%), Position Music Publishing (ASCAP - 50%)

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Intro
Yeah Man, I'm Rich!
Yo man, Bill Gates can't even see me homie

Verse1
Walk up in the party and obviously
Send my love to Tupac All Eyes On Me
So they stare and they glare and they likin' they gift
No chain, no watch, no ice on their wrist
No fur, no splurge, no diamond ring
But I'ma teach ya'll man what my God will bring
Yeah little bitta love, a little bitta patience
Piece of mind when you do the crime

Verse 2
Stressed out no clothes at Easter time
And throwin more in my pockets I'm rich like Oprah
Stay on the grime I'm a diamond soldier
You can switch for ya seven witcha boy plain
I'ma stay good plain and I got riches in heaven
Top dog, Rottweiler, not black or the closer
And not by the law so we raw like cold cuts
You think I'm wrong dawg? Sing this song

Chorus
I'ma part a ya
Turn up the sound ain't nothin gonna get me down
I'ma lift you up
Yeah how that sounds, heard his name all over the town
They sat in throwin fits
they gets all mad because I'm rich
So if you know what I know for sho
Let's go, let's roll, let's flow, let's blow, let's go

Verse 3
Used to walk up in the mall like "wish I had it"
Cause though they got money yo they lives is average
You know all them billionaires
They the first one to jump off the roof and a flight of stairs
It's that Gucci and Prada and BCBG,
Versacci, Louis Vuitton
But you still ain't glad Your whole fad is doing with time
But your funds put you next to the cage

Verse 4
Many years say Prada was his and the Escalade
And I don't got all them houses or six figures
But he took me from the basement like Big Slicka
And got a smile on my face even though the raindrops
Could fly white shots that rock in Bangkok
Cause life is rough it will stab you and throw you up
Or grab you to the ground with a cobra clutch
And when I'm when I'm strong man sing this song

Chorus
I'ma part a ya
Turn up the sound ain't nothin gonna get me down
I'ma lift you up
Yeah how that sounds, heard his name all over the town
They sat in throwin fits
they gets all mad because I'm rich
So if you know what I know for sho
Let's go, let's roll, let's flow, let's blow, let's go

Verse 5
My breath is money, my tongue is gold, my lips is diamond
And when I'm dead and gone my jewels will keep shinin'
And I stay spittin darts of life
Cause the world is cold like old glaciers of arctic ice
And though you laugh at my watch and my little chain
I'ma still bling like baby and Lil' Wayne
And if it's true, ya'll blue like the New York Knicks
And when you look at Rob Hodge just know I'm rich

Chorus
I'ma part a ya
Turn up the sound ain't nothin gonna get me down
I'ma lift you up
Yeah how that sounds, heard his name all over the town
They sat in throwin fits
they gets all mad because I'm rich
So if you know what I know for sho
Let's go, let's roll, let's flow, let's blow, let's go

End Title Credit Info:
"Turn Up The Sound"
Written by Rob Hodge, Andrew Hauer
Performed by Rob Hodge
Courtesy of Beatmart Records/Position Music

Cue Sheet Info:
"Turn Up The Sound"
Artist - Rob Hodge
Written by Rob Hodge (ASCAP - 50%), Andrew Hauer (ASCAP - 50%)
Published by Beatmart Music/Position Music (ASCAP - 50%), Position Music Publishing (ASCAP - 50%)
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