Get it Crunk lyrics

[Hook]
We came here to get it crunk like (jump!)
In the club with our middle fingers up like (jump!)
Now, we gonna make 'em stomp like (jump!)
n*ggas get out of line we hit 'em up like

[Verse 1]
Well I'm flippin' and grippin' my woodgrain steering wheel (steering wheel)
I made a mill at eighteen, n*gga how it feel (Ha ha!)
It feel good to cash checks every other day (yes!)
If you ain't talkin' bout money, go the other way
Miss me with that bullsh*t dawg I'm on the grind (grind)
You disrespect me while I'm on stage, it's goin' down
Bottles, chairs, whatever I get my hands on
You can bet your bottom dollar they get some
If you think you strong enough to take a shot (jump!)
I bet you changin' your mind when you lookin' now (jump!)
These n*ggas like to talk sh*t, then apologize (I'm sorry, I'm sorry)
You put my name in a verse then I gotta ride

[Hook] (2x)

[Verse 2]
Look I'm a pimp
Mine is the 3-piece suit
My grill the same color as my GT Coupe
Gators snappin' on my feet like they fresh out the jungle
There's a nine in my vest, but it's a tec' in my Hummer
I know I make y'all n*ggas wonder how I'm gettin' that cash (cash)
Cause when we gotta drop, I ain't spendin' my last (my last)
The prices (jump!)
If you out of town and you need a bird (jump!)
I could ban him and blow his brains on the f*ckin' curve (jump!)
You don't want beef wit my squad n*gga (jump!)
Come out the club off note, you gettin' rob n*gga (jump!)
Stupid if you wanted dawg
These hollow tips gon' put you in a coma dawg. ya dig?
[Hook] (2x)

[Verse 3]
Hey!
n*ggas claim they got guns but they ain't shot nobody
Or you a stick-up kid why you ain't got nobody? (stop lyin!)
n*ggas at the bar buyin' sh*t they can't afford
You think he ballin' until you see his Honda Accord (Ha Ha!)
And tell valet not to scratch my wheeeel
Or he gon' leave here wit a busted liiiip
Me and Crime Boss rollin' in my Coupe Deviiiille
I ain't tryin' leave you in but I shoot to kiiiiiill
Hey! I'm like Jeezy I trap or die (trap or die)
And I don't pop, pop, I rather fire
I'm a thug and you know it, you damn right I show it
Twenty two's on my lotus just in case you haven't noticed

[Hook] (2x)

Hey I bet he won't (jump!)
Keep talkin' all that sh*t but I bet he won't (jump!)
Keep talkin' all that sh*t but I bet he won't (jump!)
She talkin' all that sh*t but I bet she won't (jump!)
She actin' like a b*tch 'cause I know she won't (jump!)
Oh, Oh, Oh, you better not (jump!)
Oh, Oh, Oh, you better not (jump!)
Oh, Oh, Oh, y'all better not (jump!)
You f*ck around and get (jump!)
Ha-ha! Whoo!
Shout to my n*gga Zab Judah
Floyd Mayweather, Roy Jones, Winky Wright know what I'm sayin'
What up to my n*gga Bernard Hopkins
Yeah, holla at yo boy!