Tiimmy Turner

Album: The Life of Desiigner (2016)
Charted: 34
Play Video
  • Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    (Vador)
    Little Timmy Turner
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
    He was wishin' for a burner
    To kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Fuck bitch on BET
    Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
    Kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
    He was wishin' for a burner
    To kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Fuck bitch on BET
    Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
    Kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

    Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
    Young boy walkin', wishin' for a burner
    Four, five, six, ten ratchets on 'em
    Ten niggas with 'em, ten clappin' on 'em
    Dead niggas with 'em, dead niggas, get 'em
    Four-five rip 'em, four-five zip 'em
    You talk money, young niggas with 'em
    Young niggas get 'em, beluga, beluga, beluga
    I fell in love with the Ruger
    I fell in love with my jeweler
    I fell in love with the mula
    Banana clips is going through ya
    It's all about the rule, it's all about the move, all about the rules

    Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
    He was wishin' for a burner
    To kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Fuck bitch on BET
    Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
    Kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
    He was wishin' for a burner
    To kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Fuck bitch on BET
    Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
    Kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner

    Tiimmy (git, git, git)
    Tiimmy Turner (git, git, git)
    Eh, yeah he wish had a burner
    Young nigga move and he kill with confirma
    You get hit, nigga, left with earner
    Choppa move, nigga, both want it
    You get hit down in both summers
    I got niggas rollin' dat would be dead with it
    Choppa move, nigga, roll him with it
    You be choke down, roll, load and get
    Hit a nigga up, reload the semi
    Gotta flow over demon
    Thinking all about Tiimmy
    Just the thought of them with me
    All my killas said they with me

    Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
    He was wishin' for a burner
    To kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Fuck bitch on BET
    Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
    Kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
    He was wishin' for a burner
    To kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Fuck bitch on BET
    Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
    Kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace

    Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
    He was wishin' for a burner
    To kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Fuck bitch on BET
    Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
    Kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
    He was wishin' for a burner
    To kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Fuck bitch on BET
    Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
    Kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
    He was wishin' for a burner
    To kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Fuck bitch on BET
    Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
    Kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
    He was wishin' for a burner
    To kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Fuck bitch on BET
    Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
    Kill everybody walkin'
    He knows that his soul in the furnace
    Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner Writer/s: Michael Dean, Sidney Royel Selby
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments

Be the first to comment...

Editor's Picks

Art Alexakis of Everclear

Art Alexakis of EverclearSongwriter Interviews

The lead singer of Everclear, Art is also their primary songwriter.

Director Mark Pellington ("Jeremy," "Best Of You")

Director Mark Pellington ("Jeremy," "Best Of You")Song Writing

Director Mark Pellington on Pearl Jam's "Jeremy," and music videos he made for U2, Jon Bon Jovi and Imagine Dragons.

Lip-Synch Rebels

Lip-Synch RebelsSong Writing

What happens when Kurt Cobain, Iron Maiden and Johnny Lydon are told to lip-synch? Some hilarious "performances."

Chris Robinson of The Black Crowes

Chris Robinson of The Black CrowesSongwriter Interviews

"Great songwriters don't necessarily have hit songs," says Chris. He's written a bunch, but his fans are more interested in the intricate jams.

Curt Kirkwood of Meat Puppets

Curt Kirkwood of Meat PuppetsSongwriter Interviews

The (Meat)puppetmaster takes us through songs like "Lake Of Fire" and "Backwater," and talks about performing with Kurt Cobain on MTV Unplugged.

Dave Edmunds

Dave EdmundsSongwriter Interviews

A renowned guitarist and rock revivalist, Dave took "I Hear You Knocking" to the top of the UK charts and was the first to record Elvis Costello's "Girls Talk."