Lyrics:
to titty
I mark my territory, G spots I licky licky
Brian Leach made TVT take a risk
Now TVT's thankin Brian Leach for signin Pit
Lil Jon, when dat "Crunk
"yeah! (yeah!)
It's been a long journey getting' to
This motherfuckin' point of this crunk juice shit. (what?!)
But we done got to the last
we about to get it crunk tonight
Where we going?
[Chorus: x2]
'Bout to roll up to this club
'Bout to step up in this club
'Bout to get big in
we about to get it crunk tonight
Where we going?
[Chorus: x2]
'Bout to roll up to this club
'Bout to step up in this club
'Bout to get big in
(YEAH!)
"Crunk Juice" nigga run the club that you in (HEY!)
You scary motherfuckers don't wanna bring the ruckus (NAH!)
You just spend all your time
came in Mami you know you nasty
Them bitch ass niggaz want to blast me
Still punkn' gettin' crunked off that crunk juice
Hatin' 'cause your girl on me
{*SIREN sounds*}
[Intro: Lil' John talking]
"Yeeeeah! (Yeeeeah!) It's been a long journey getting' to
this motherfuckin' point of this Crunk Juice
crunk on!
Go get your crunk on girl!
Get your crunk on!
Go get your crunk on girl!
Go! Get crunk now!
Get! Your! crunk! On!
That's The crunk juice
(YEAH!)
"Crunk Juice" n**** run the club that you in (HEY!)
You scary motherf***ers don't wanna bring the ruckus (NAH!)
You just spend all your time
(YEAH!)
"Crunk Juice" nigga run the club that you in (HEY!)
You scary motherfuckers don't wanna bring the ruckus (NAH!)
You just spend all your time
(YEAH!)
"Crunk Juice" n**** run the club that you in (HEY!)
You scary motherf***ers don't wanna bring the ruckus (NAH!)
You just spend all your time
to the game, the brass my music
When Brick's in the house, there's a problem Houston!
I guzzle Crunk Juice to the neck
So when I walk in the party ain't
hundred dollars. Go get you what ever you drankin. Bring me and click about ten of dem orange juices, five crunk juices nd we'll be straight how bout that.
niggas got whatever
One bottle of that moo, galla-gallon of that Henny
Mix it with that crunk juice will have a nigga spinnin'
Like that
The blow,
vibration or either say give it up the hood situations
A little bit of red bull and vodka might kill the fatigue it's Hennessey and crunk juice for me
For
beard
No need to even ask it, who's the boss?
When the dreadlocks swing and the roof come off
The crunk juice got me up all night and shit
And it last
talk money, I talk that
Crunk juice bombs, oakley shades
Shawty got class, oh behave
Lets get gone, walk it out (now walk it out)
Just like that
clique
Crunk Juice in my glass, always givin me lip
I hit deez hoes like boes
Wit dis platinum dick
My magnum always stay locked, cocked
Ready to hit
I
me and click about ten of dem orange juices,
Five crunk juices nd we'll be straight how bout that
And is you straight is you single or is you marry
hundred dollars
Go get you what ever you drankin
Bring me and click about ten of dem orange juices
Five crunk juices and we'll be straight how bout that
the same
Loudpack, yeah, I'm sorry it startled it you
Eastside Boyz put a fo' in the Crunk Juice
These drugs are calling my name
Two middle fingers up, fuck
(YEAH!)
"Crunk Juice" nigga run the club that you in (HEY!)
You scary motherfuckers don't wanna bring the ruckus (NAH!)
You just spend all your time
a doctor
Yo little Jhon-ya
Crunk juice and Vodka
Is turning me into a monster
One more shot and imma gon-ah
But Charlie Scene I saw ya stick your dick
Get some crunk in yo system (C'mon)
Get some crunk in yo system (Yeah!)
I'm sippin' on the crunk juice, Hennessy to get me loose
Niggas gettin'
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