Crack yeah Scott Storch y'all
Dirty Crack c'mon
It's two up in the mornin' girl
And the DJ playin' that song
Now what'chu gon' do
Gonna get get get it poppin' boy
Now what'chu gon' do
Gonna get get get it poppin'
I said
It's two up in the mornin' girl
And the DJ playin' that song
Now what'chu gon' do
Gonna get get get it poppin' boy
Now what'chu gon' do
Gonna get get get it poppin'
I got that black no limit American Express card
Mami you can get whatever you like
Plus I got that all-black Phantom
It's tinted on four sides
Go 'head kiss it
They can't see us inside
Mami tell me do you like it
I know you like it
It's written all over your face don't fight it
You like it
More than I like it
So put it all over your face don't bite it
From rags to riches
Club packed with bitches
Had to bag them digits
Her head game was vicious
And we can get it poppin' in the bathroom
Don't be selfish ma
Go ahead and pass it to him
Then we can all f**k
It's like a million on my neck
Got all of these bitches all awestruck
We pissy drunk off of Seraphim
I'm up in VIP and these bitches are screamin'
Let me in
It's two up in the mornin' girl
And the DJ playin' that song
Now what'chu gon' do
Gonna get get get it poppin' boy
Now what'chu gon' do
Gonna get get get it poppin'
It's two up in the mornin' now
And I'm tryin' to go home wit'chu
Now what'chu gon' do
Gonna get get get it poppin' boy
Now what'chu gon' do
Gonna get get get it poppin
Get it poppin'
Go 'head and drop it
It's written all over your face
Don't stop it
Just drop it
More like it's hot miss
Kick in the do' with the fo-fo messin' with Joe
Now this chick got an ass so fat in fact I
Put a drink on it and I came right back
She would never talk to a lame like that
In my ear screamin'
How you got a name like Crack
Crack
Similar to Mike Jones
Say my name enough
Then I'm takin' you home
You know I walk with I talk with
I sleep with the chrome
One squeeze and you're gone
What I look like
Not takin' at least
Three to six women out the club with me
Now we back to the f**k pad
Call it the f**k pad
'Cause all these bitches f**kin' with me
Talk to 'em dirty
It's two up in the mornin' girl
And the DJ playin' that song
Now what'chu gon' do
Gonna get get get it poppin' boy
Now what'chu gon' do
Gonna get get get it poppin'
Well it's two up in the mornin' and
Them niggaz try'n hate on your crew
n***a
What'chu gon' do
I'ma get get get it poppin' boy
Yeah
What'chu gon' do
I'ma get get get it poppin'
Now when them doors swing open with that awkward motion
What'chu call it
Suicide
It's a suicide
And if them niggaz talk shit '
Cause they drunk off that potion
They commitin'
Suicide
It's a suicide
Let's get it poppin' my niggaz
Cook yo
I got a shotty my niggaz
Oh Lord
I feel sorry for your mudda f**ker
Give a f**k what you say
Spin your head back
Promote you on a videotape
It's two up in the mornin' girl
And the DJ playin' that song
Now what'chu gon' do
I'ma get get get it poppin'
Now what'chu gon' do
I'ma get get get it poppin'
It's four up in the mornin' now
And I'm tryin' to go home wit'chu
Girl what'chu gon' do
I'ma get get get it poppin'
What'chu gon' do
I'ma get get get it poppin' 180580,-339)
C'mon yeah it's Crack
What'chu gon' do
Cafe all my people in there partyin'
All the party people across the world
Ladies
Things of that Nature
