Get Crunk
If you're drunk in the club get crunk
If you're home alone mother fucker get crunk
I just spit some gems
Cause I'm too damn crunk
Let me light my weed pour the drink in my cup
If you feeling this shit get crunk
Get crunk get crunk get crunk
If you feeling this shit get crunk
Get crunk get crunk get crunk
Riding through the city with the chopper
You play with me and you gonna see the doctor
Spin the block and now I'm looking for the opps
Let's get it crunk I'm bout to turn it up a notch
Swerving like a fool riding dirty
With the glock instead of now hoe 30
You know I'm with that shit
These niggaz nervous
I'm bout turn up in this bitch
That's why they worrying
I got gas and I got drink that Color purple
I'm too turned up I'm drunk as fuck and I'ma working
Swerving like a fool riding dirty
You know I'm with that shit that's why they nervous
If you're drunk in the club get crunk
If you're home alone mother fucker get crunk
I just spit some gems
Cause I'm too damn crunk
Let me light my weed pour the drink in my cup
If you feeling this shit get crunk
Get crunk get crunk get crunk
If you feeling this shit get crunk
Get crunk get crunk get crunk
Pull up to the club on the 24's
With my partners so we gotta couple hoes
Couple drinks, couple molly's, Couple bones
Gotta get some money made of couple shows
Music in the trunk beating so hard
Neighbours call the cops but I'm just getting started
When you see me balling please don't step up to the court
cause if you don't give a damn homie
We don't give a fuck
And yeah we getting crunk from Europe to Atlanta
We bout to shake the floor like the fucking jackhammer
So just give me the mic
And here is my country grammar
I'm gonna play with it like my name is David Banner
If you're drunk in the club get crunk
If you're home alone mother fucker get crunk
I just spit some gems
Cause I'm too damn crunk
Let me light my weed pour the drink in my cup
If you feeling this shit get crunk
Get crunk get crunk get crunk
If you feeling this shit get crunk
Get crunk get crunk get crunk
I'm straight up
I'm iced out
Bitch play it's lights out
Getcha my groove on
Getcha my Kool on
Getcha my goon on get crunk
In the dark baby I just shine
I'm doing for the hop baby they're just rhyming
I made up I was on my grind
Check your watch this my time OKAAAAAAAY
If you're home alone mother fucker get crunk
I just spit some gems
Cause I'm too damn crunk
Let me light my weed pour the drink in my cup
If you feeling this shit get crunk
Get crunk get crunk get crunk
If you feeling this shit get crunk
Get crunk get crunk get crunk
Riding through the city with the chopper
You play with me and you gonna see the doctor
Spin the block and now I'm looking for the opps
Let's get it crunk I'm bout to turn it up a notch
Swerving like a fool riding dirty
With the glock instead of now hoe 30
You know I'm with that shit
These niggaz nervous
I'm bout turn up in this bitch
That's why they worrying
I got gas and I got drink that Color purple
I'm too turned up I'm drunk as fuck and I'ma working
Swerving like a fool riding dirty
You know I'm with that shit that's why they nervous
If you're drunk in the club get crunk
If you're home alone mother fucker get crunk
I just spit some gems
Cause I'm too damn crunk
Let me light my weed pour the drink in my cup
If you feeling this shit get crunk
Get crunk get crunk get crunk
If you feeling this shit get crunk
Get crunk get crunk get crunk
Pull up to the club on the 24's
With my partners so we gotta couple hoes
Couple drinks, couple molly's, Couple bones
Gotta get some money made of couple shows
Music in the trunk beating so hard
Neighbours call the cops but I'm just getting started
When you see me balling please don't step up to the court
cause if you don't give a damn homie
We don't give a fuck
And yeah we getting crunk from Europe to Atlanta
We bout to shake the floor like the fucking jackhammer
So just give me the mic
And here is my country grammar
I'm gonna play with it like my name is David Banner
If you're drunk in the club get crunk
If you're home alone mother fucker get crunk
I just spit some gems
Cause I'm too damn crunk
Let me light my weed pour the drink in my cup
If you feeling this shit get crunk
Get crunk get crunk get crunk
If you feeling this shit get crunk
Get crunk get crunk get crunk
I'm straight up
I'm iced out
Bitch play it's lights out
Getcha my groove on
Getcha my Kool on
Getcha my goon on get crunk
In the dark baby I just shine
I'm doing for the hop baby they're just rhyming
I made up I was on my grind
Check your watch this my time OKAAAAAAAY
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Writer(s): Sean Paul
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