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Hey hey yo
I think we got one with this one
We bout to have the whole scene everybody in every city cranked up 
When they hear this one
This thing

he turned some dials, cranked some levels filled some vials
And sent me back when I first met my lady
Something must've been mistaken, he must've ball

Heater cranked all the way up but she’s still freezing
Peter banked he need not pay up now he’s believing
He told her guys lies/She gave her last

I’m calling up glizzy you know he be tweaking when he pullup shit getting cranked ( grrahh )
You know that he upping them 40’s ( graahh )
You know that

to California dreaming
'Cause this city sent me reeling once again
I made it to New Mexico where I cranked the AC and radio
As the sun dipped below the desert

and the stereo cranked 
But now someones always telling me to turn the goddamn music down 

I used to write in little notebooks about God 
Wondering if hes real

the spot
With them Fences
And ya lil bitch hit my phone
But that pussy
So ratchet like wrenches
And she only needed for dome
But that pussy
I cranked it like

up on it
Love the way that you think
Twerking hard over that bank
Body language got me all cranked
TNG we up on that rank (Let's Go)
I pitch it hard

in your car
With the tunes cranked high
I ask you, have you got time?
I'd like to share a little story of mine
Dirty secrets
Runnin' through my mind

The sun is rising It's energizing me
The car is tanked up Radio cranked up
There's nowhere else I would rather be
I'm hooting down Highway One wind

he'd tell would meet the icy stares
Of your mother while your brother cranked his stereo upstairs
But you'd smile knowing all the while there's no point

They got their music cranked
Treating the streets like a moshpit
I got another for ya
I got another for ya
I got another for ya
I got another one
I

It was a lovely morning
I was driving my car
Cranked up the speakers
And my destination was far

Roads blocked
Damn
I had to find a way
To run away

Driving down town with the windows down
And the stereo cranked with the speakers pumping loud
Passed a telephone about a mile ago 
But your words

a rappin’ up on my door
I ain’t a Christian but my damn True Religion is still Dior
I blew the system bumpin’ Scandle and Wake so I cranked it more, huh
What

on the stereo the music get it cranked up
We bout to turn up
And it's drinks on me all night til the sun up
Wooo it's more money more parties
More honnies more

Big gay tweaker, big gay tweaker
You know he isn't nice unless he has his ice
He's a big gay tweaker

Cranked up can't sleep he's feeling spun
Might

bitch
Now ya owe me
Keep it cranked up 
Like a fuckin' Soulja
Cast spells with the blade
Shit's hocus pocus

Get her off quick with a soft dick
Hit a lick

with consignments

My heart been heavy baby so I'm sitting sideways
Lost in my thoughts, blank staring down the highway
Volume knob cranked too hard

Speeding house DJs
endlessly talking
Cranked up punk rockers
burning every bridge
They can't be seen
through filters on Insta
But my influences
they're

squeaking mockingbird cranked out the latitude

Hey you, fire me up a new one (it's the end of the world)
Hey you, carve me out a new world
Hey you fire me

cranked up
Hopped on cognac 
Goin' yahk yahk
Y'all aren't cracked up to be
But I keep it crack-a-lacking
So sprack like 

Whoa
We get down like
Oh
However

your eyes
Might be our song cranked up High

You got me losin my mind to The sound of your name
Head back laughing dancing in The rain
Might be a little

Repaid, reload, cranked up, revoked
It's our time, it's our reign
Don't try to restrain

Don't waste your time
Don't waste your time
Don't waste your