Crank It Up

It's bad, that I gotta take out my muthafuckin' time
To get yall punk bitches straight
First of all don't worry 'bout what the fuck I get, bitch
Countin' my money like you a hoe
Real men don't worry bout what another nigga got, fuck you
You punk ass bitch, fuck 'em static

We ridin' big bodies with T.V's
V-12's, V-12's, S.U.V's, S.U.V's
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
Crank it up, drank it up
Girl, let me spank it up

We ridin' big bodies with T.V's
V-12's, V-12's, S.U.V's, S.U.V's
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
Crank it up, drank it up
Girl, let me spank it up

We got uhh, big cadillac
With yo bitch in the back
Hold my dick in her mouth
While I pack 'em a stack
She gimme ya riches
While you yap bout yo gold
It's on my cars, ha ha
That bitch bought me a boat

See she bought me a car
And it's lookin' like yours
Only difference is my nigga
I got wood on the doors
I got wood on my wheel
And I'm bustin' my steel
I fucked yo main bitch
Nigga, how does it feel?

We ridin' big bodies with T.V's
V-12's, V-12's, S.U.V's, S.U.V's
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
Crank it up, drank it up
Girl, let me spank it up

We ridin' big bodies with T.V's
V-12's, V-12's, S.U.V's, S.U.V's
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
Crank it up, drank it up
Girl, let me spank it up

Ya'll talk shit while we still winning
She's on my dick 'cuz my rims kept spinnin'
Then I bust up the block
The system that knocks
I keep fuckin' yo bitches while ya'll keep bitin' the pot

Diamond in the back, the sunroof top
Pilled up my stocks, now I'm pissin' off the cops
Fuck that sangin' my nigga
We can chop up them pigs
Man, I'm ready for war if any my niggaz get killed

We ridin' big bodies with T.V's
V-12's, V-12's, S.U.V's, S.U.V's
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
Crank it up, drank it up
Girl, let me spank it up

We ridin' big bodies with T.V's
V-12's, V-12's, S.U.V's, S.U.V's
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
Crank it up, drank it up
Girl, let me spank it up

If ya ride around town in his truck
Put his keys in the air and crank it up
If ya ride around town in his truck
Put his keys in the air and crank it up

And if that boy got wood on the wheel
Grip that motherfucker tell me how it feel
If that boy got wood on the wheel
Grip that motherfucker tell me how it feel

Now crank it up, now crank it up
Now crank it up, now crank it up
Now crank it up, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Lavell Crump, Stephen Garrett, Anthony Sears
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link