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ground up - cracci love lyrics

get cracci love
hold up, i get cracci love
yeah

[hook]
hold up i’m a mothaf-ckin stunna’
if you ask ’em how i keep it they’ll tell you that’s a hunna (that’s a hundred)
and it don’t matter what my lady does (say word)
cause all the b-tches ’round the way give me cracci love
hold up i’m a muhf-ckin stunna’
if you ask ’em how i keep it they’ll tell you that’s a hunna (that’s a hundred)
and it don’t matter what my lady does (say word)
cause all the b-tches ’round the way give me cracci love

[verse 1: malakai]
we outchea with a crazy buzz (say word)
rolled up that hair bang and she swear she smoke some angel dust (h-ll nah)
we in here fifty deep and we don’t forget who came with us (uh uh)
you bought them hoes drinks and they ditched y’all to come hang with us (hah)
and no you fools don’t bang with us
and did i mention i got b-tches out in states you’ve never been in
and i only pay for drinks (so i don’t have to pay attention)
bet she get bussed down like dishes then she’s sensitive and senseless
and she sippin’ and we tippin’ and she laugh at every sentence
with my n-ggas and some strippers in your distract causin’ mischief
come and check in if you trippin’ but it’s really bout that business
one hundred mill is the mission, when i said, then i meant it
if i made it then i spent it and it’s probably just on dinner
one hundred is how i keep it, one hundred is my percentage
don’t remember where i started but she f-cked me ’til i finished
you know i had to card her, ain’t gon’ never catch me slippin’
n-gga i’m just f-ckin’ stuntin’ i been done with all that pimpin’
yeah

[hook]

[verse 2: azar]
ok, ok, but it wasn’t always like this
they would tell me, “loosen up”, but i stayed on my vice grip
that’s why my circle’s tight knit, don’t panic through crisis
it may not be right but at least we stay righteous
obnoxious, hard-knock sh-t my fur came from foxes
my kush came from cali, my b-tch from the tropics
i’m just a lock-smith tryna’ find a way in
got my squad with me all i gotta do is say when
just ask about me b-tch, i work a thousand shifts
i know some kids who grew up rich and won’t amount to sh-t
i call ’em counterfeits, sometimes i really wonder if
any of you fools know what keepin’ it one hundred is
so hold up, wait a muhf-ckin’ minute
got her cookin’ up some dinner while i’m rolling up my spinach
shorty’s well aware i’m a mothaf-ckin menace
so i never start something that i know i can’t finish
ah

[hook]

[outro]x2
give me cracci love, gimme gimme cracci love
give me cracci love, gimme gimme cracci love
give me cracci love, gimme gimme cracci love
’cause all the b-tches round the way give me cracci love

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