(feat. Lil C) C'mon- Get crunk, get crunk You aint crunk yet [x11] So get crunk! Now get crunk, get crunk my nigga get crunk [repeat] [Baby D] I bet
I get my paper yeah I get my bread I don't give a damn what you bitch niggas done said Talking down on me cause I'm a get my spread I ain't tripping
make it to the top), nigga you know I am Flipping in a four do', trying to get some mo' do' Playa don't get mad, if you see me flipping with your hoe
rap more than Hilfigers We in this rap game to get mill niggas, running up on us you get killed niggas [Chorus - 2x] Money making we gone ball baby,
here they get kite high Deal it, it's my description, my picture, my composure plot This is how I get through 2 d's, niggaz! My side we ride my crew'
get my gloss on I paid the cos' to be the boss on these corners where ballin niggaz floss on Haters get tossed on, 5-0 get ?? and out of towners get
Honey and buy what she want Take her to the ball and try to get her drunk But if the girl's UGLY Then get drunk This that beat that make ya get crunk
party ain't party unless you bounce with me (Girls back it up now) Ladies throw your drinks up Playas throw your dubs up Everybody let's get the club crunk (Everybody get crunk
come here to party? (Yes indeed) Ha But could you drop it down low when its time to get low if so baby girl lets go. (Come and get it boy) They say
PH Not a ten but a definite eight Converse Chucks in a colorful craze Belts with studs and chains with grenades (BOOM!!!) Girl that's the bomb Get crunk little girl, baby
boy Smack and rubbing that S-C-E-N-E K-I-D Sex and no ( perks speak? ) With Brokencyde and ( denim inside? ) We're ready get your crunk ( ok R-U-N-K? )
] Get buzzed, get drunk, get crunked, get fucked up Hit the strip club don't forget ones get your dick rubbed Get fucked, get sucked, get wasted, shit
not witout me, so baby keep it close to me, now-a-later girl (chorus) 3rd verse: You don't have to worry, baby we got forever, just keep it crunk, baby
on fire I'm really trying to get to know you better girl You aint gotta act like you shy Cuz we gon' do, something something is gon' get, done And we gon' get, crunk
hoes on Ain't the track that we flow's on But when shit get hot, then the glock start poppin like ozone We keep hoes crunk like Trigger-man Fo' real it don't get
ya spouse Don't say shit or I'll be running in and out your mouth Gangstas get the party crackin Hit a land and get it crunk Nate Dogg and Kurupt Yeah
go Let me see you get low let me see you get low Baby boy, Baby boy a couple drinks have got me super crunk(super crunk) Inny minny miny mo I'm the girl
(feat. D4L's Fabo) Hey baby Do it like I love it Hey baby Do it like I love it Hey baby Do it like I love it [Verse 1:] Yo girl Tell me whats poppin
