Lyrics:
If you not drunk ladies and gentlemen
Get ready to get f***ed up
Let's do it, ha ha
L-M-F-A-O
You know what
Lil Jon
Yeah
All of the alcoholics
Where
bych lil jak Jon
V levý ruce drink a v pravý blunt, děvko
To je crunk děvko
Tlak jak tank děvko
Udělej dřep, udělej dva, děvko
Já a mí boys, patří nám
jackpot (crunk jackpot)
Tak zařvi ayy, ayy, ayy
Crunk jackpot
I když už skoro nepiju, dneska bych lil jak Jon
V levý ruce drink a v pravý blunt, děvko
Atlanta to crunk który tętni
Jak Ludacris witaj w Atlancie
Krzyk ostry styl jak meksykańskie żarcie
Pytają wciąż
To królowie crunk'u jak Lil Jon i East
Heigon Who am i pytają wciąż
To królowie crunk'u jak Lil Jon i East Side Boyz
Jak kiedyś bije mi dziś mamy swą klikę
Bia-bia don't be a creeper
Get low
Oh shit put ya middle fingers up on this one
Oh this is the one right here yo
OH we finna get real crunk
Up in this motherfucka man
Lil Jon
or the strap around your ankels
Jangel Jangel Jangel
Call that lil bitch bow jangel
Juicy like fruit or dosh like coup Deville
Used to get loose on the goose
naked
ATL ho, don't disrespect it
P-Pop yo' pussy like this
'Cause Yin Yang Twins in this B-I-itch
Lil Jon & the East Side Boyz with me
And we all
(fall out, fall out)
Aw, hey get wet
It's Travis Porter and Lil Jon
When I'm down south, I say "bruh"
When I'm on north, I say "son"
And everytime we out
If you got ana, well, nigga, now go
Boy, you don't want it 'cause I am too crunk
Quick to get dubbed and don't give a fuck
Blastin' at suckas who
[Intro: Trillville (Lil Jon]
(What, ugh) Lil Scrappy, Trillville
Get on my level ho (What!)
Get on my level ho (You can't!)
Get on my level ho (You
ain't)
Think you get it crunk like me but you can't
Now, now, now
Now every record that I make, I'm tryna get up out the store, man
Every car I
Yeah it's goin' down
(Y'all know what time it is)
Lil Jon, Three 6 Mafia!
Goose got me loose
Gone off patron
Money in my pocket
And I'm all up in
Off instrumentals, had my pencil and plus my paper
We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to Decatur
Writin' rhymes, tryna find our spot off in that light
sacky,
Exactly why I can’t wear khakis.
Grew up “Crunk” to Lil’ Jon,
“Crank It” Lil’ Scrappy
Now rappin’ trigger-happy,
But my hair ain’t nappy,
Man bun in
]
Hey, hey bitch
Hey bitch get up it's time to go to work
Time to go to work bitch, it's your boy Lil Jon
Never will I love a bitch
Why would I trust
briefs]
I buy bread, real G's get cheese[get cheese]
Back to the streets(WHAT?!)
Back wit lil jon(WHAT?!)
Back for the A-town(YEAH!)
Reppin for
with the UNH
This aint Lil Jon' but im Crunk
Im with some apes we don't fuck with no chumps
Having the racks with the load in the truck
Im bout to dump,
Chicks hypnotized by my 1, 2 steps
I'm way too fresh
So complex
Niggas try to predict what I'm gonna do next
Let's get the party started
Far from
Jon's at the bar
While me and them eastside boys smoke out
Roll another one
No doubt
Get a couple hoes
Roll out
Beef, you don't want none
To go down
dumb
More drama than the President with North Korea
Gettin Krunk wit Lil Jon, he da livest in the south
Fuck around and you get wires in your mouth
Cowards
Jon's at the bar
While me and them eastside boys smoke out
Roll another one
No doubt
Get a couple hoes
Roll out
Beef, you don't want none
To go down
dumb
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever,
Ay, yo' check this out, supreme figga nigga Big Kap
Rockin' with Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte (Ludacris, nigga)
$hort Dog (ay, tell them
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