Lyrics:
I be Lil Jon Crunk
You got a Lil John huh?
I'm a big white boy
If I'm in my bag you better buck
You better duck like quack, quack, quack
I grab my
The streets is mad right now (tell em' why we mad!)
Rappers whatever you call yourselves pack your bags and get outta town
'Cause I'ma strike down
streets, you touch my bitches, you get beat
We ain't worried 'bout no talkin', that's just promo for the free
We outside, no CDC, but we outside and ain't
get on the floor
Betcha I can make lil mama get (LOW)
See around here we got that game n anything else is gotta go,
We popin bottles
Droppin Models
N
on the street got something to say
Until they get sprayed in the face with a gay like Mase
I don't hate the fagged let's get dashed and crunk
I was lifted by
Straight from the underground, fat boy from the mound
Spit it how I live it, keep it gutter, that's how we get down
I wanna see you get it crunk, let
You can get crunk in the club
Roll wit your hood
Get stomped in the club
Or you could get buck in the club
Get fucked up in the club
Nigga we don't
[Sauce Money]
(*Laughing*) Brooklyn
This is the set-off
Kay Sleezy
Take it to the streets nigga
Word up
Sauce Money
Uh, uh
Proper set-off
Don't get
a lil' somethin
If you gotta take it off, take it off like a boss for the big ones
Then you get you a big gun
Motherfuckers from the Chi like to put it
a lil' somethin
If you gotta take it off, take it off like a boss for the big ones
Then you get you a big gun
Motherfuckers from the Chi like to put it
hennessey, my clothes smell like weed
Atl & tennessee, I'm right up the street
In the club where the thugs be, it be hard to breathe
Sean paul said we gon'
when this song come around
this shit so crunk it'd make Lil Jon clam down
hits out the trunk never shook
so by the time you get to the hook
you be
And keep that motherfucker, stay crunk
Front street, woah, front street, woah
Front street, woah, front street, woah
Front street, woah, front street, woah
will be when the streets see me as a hero
Staggie or Gotti
Tell lil’ Mami come get it
You know my team they winnin
It couldn’t be no different
Yeah all
Hold the fuck up! (yeah)
Wait a motherfuckin' minute!
Can't start this shit without me
Your motherfuckin' nigga, ya boy Lil Jon
Represent and we
You can get crunk in the club
Roll wit your hood
Get stomped in the club
Or you could get buck in the club
Get fucked up in the club
Nigga we don't
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,
who be's
Trow ya middlefingers up to the ponk police
Than pass me the gumble, (oh ooh) We gon get it to the flo
I ain't Lil Jon but I make them hoes
flowing
And I knew right away this was my life
Oh what a night,
Oh what a night,
Oh what a night
Lil' Jon
Feels so good
Feels so right
Let's make a toast
get on the floor
Betcha I can make lil mama get *LOW*
See around here we got that game n anything else is gotta go,
We popin bottles
Droppin Models
N
feat. Lil Jon, Twista
[Lil Jon:]
Yeah (Yeaaaahhhh!)
there's a lotta f*** n****s in the club tonight,
(f*** em, f*** em, f*** em)
but its gonna
times]
[Lil' Jon]
Pussy nigga what's up,
Hell nah you aint gon' fuck all that poppin'
at the mouth gon' get you fucked up...
Pussy nigga what's up,
Hell
and faded slacks
If you could do a lil' better you'd rock a Coogi sweater
All we knew was the hustle, we never knew no better
"Get it crunk" was the phrase,
On Halloween was Lil Jon thought I was super crunk
Cant catch a break nobody cares I woulda never thunk
I woulda never caught a case if I ain't buy the drugs
I
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