Get Crunk lyrics

[Intro- Lil' Flip]
For the ho ass n*ggas
This for the n*ggas, ho ass n*ggas
Look at the n*gga right next to you, look at him
Is he real, is that n*gga real, is that girl real
Is that girl real, huh

[Hook 1]
He a ho, he a ho, he a ho, he a ho
If that n*gga owe you money, he a ho
She a ho, she a ho, she a ho, she a ho
If that ho won't let you f*ck, she a ho
He a ho, he a ho, he a ho, he a ho
If he don't wanna sell you weed, he a ho
She a ho, she a ho, she a ho, she a ho
If she don't wanna give you head, she a ho

[Lil' Flip]
They call me Thunder Cat, cause I got so many hoes
They call me cookie man, cause I sold so many o's
Did a lot of shows, made a lot of cash
Slid out the Benz, jumped in a jag
Jumped out the Jag, then I hopped in a Hummer
Guess what I drop, underground this summer
But get ready, for the sh*t about to hit the air
And b*tch you ain't smoking endo, so I don't care
[Hook]

[Lil Ron]
Say Flip, look at all these hoes
Some are girls, but its n*ggas also
I'm tired of getting attention, when walking in places
n*ggas is hating, I'm fin to hurt they faces
Change the paces, winning the races
Money I'm making, cookies a n*gga baking
Feeling my status, above average
Lil Ron be ready for all that static

[Lil' Flip]
We got automatics, n*gga we still thuggin'
n*gga we still hustlin', all the hoes still loving
The way that we flowing, the cars that we driving
The way that we hustle, that's the way we surviving
Going to shows, going to clubs
Riding on Blaze, riding on Dubs
We from the south, we country as hell
Y'all smoking that brown weed, we got that funky smell
The dro and the do-do, the blueberry endo
Riding on low-lows (Flip there go the po-pos)

Step out, let me see your license
And your insurance (nah, cause)
[Hook 2]
You a ho, you a ho, you a ho, you a ho
If the laws pull you over, he a ho
She a ho, she a ho, she a ho, she a ho
If she want child support, she a ho
He a ho, he a ho, he a ho, he a ho
If he f*cked up your car, he a ho
She a ho, she a ho, she a ho, she a ho
If she tear up your Bentley she a ho

[Redd]
I ain't never been the type, to be in love with a ho
Instead I'm trying to leave, out the club with a ho
A basket case, I spit in a bast*rd's face
Walk in, crash the party, and trash the place
f*ck it I tried to tell em, some n*ggas wouldn't like it
Too bad, you should of seen it coming like a psychic
Then its, back to the Benz that's sitting on chrome men
Waving at the hoes, yelling aiight then

[Hook 1]

[David Banner]
Ki's from over seas, for me that's just some cain
30 g's and robbing lanes, that's just some change
Bows from them hoes, you know, that's just them thangs
Listen to my pimp game, listen to my pimp game
Yeah f*ck em, my nuts let em suck em and let em go
Mississippi, p-p-p-pimping, mayne fa sho
Coming down, gripping grain up on the do'
On the flo man you slow, and not knowing that she's a ho
You give her all your feelings, she giving me all your do'
I'm shopping all day, for Polo and hydro
Weed greed man, her pus*y is what you need
I'll f*ck her in the puss, she giving you all them seeds
[Lil' Flip]
All my down south n*ggas get crunk (get crunk)
And all my eastcoast n*ggas get crunk (get crunk)
All the westcoast n*ggas get crunk (get crunk)
All the up North n*ggas get crunk (get crunk)
All the midwest n*ggas get crunk (get crunk)
All the K.C. n*ggas get crunk (get crunk)
All the H-Town n*ggas get crunk (get crunk)
All the Pensacola n*ggas get crunk (get crunk)

[Redd]
Whenever you see a ho, point em out (point em out)
Whenever you see a ho, point em out (point em out)
Even if you know a ho, point em out (point em out)
Whenever you see a ho, point em out (point em out)

[David Banner]
All my Mississippi n*ggas get crunk (get crunk)
All my Mississippi n*ggas get crunk (get crunk)
All my Mississippi n*ggas get crunk (get crunk)

(*talking*)
That's all I know my n*gga, nah for real though
Baton Rouge, you know I'm talkin bout
Oklahoma coming down and L.A