king arut – crank dat southside lyrics
cra cra cra-crank dat southside
cra cra cra-crank dat southside
cu cu-cuz you already know i’m
pimpin (ay ay ayyyy) cu cu
cu cu cu-cuz you already know
i’m pimpin (ay ay ayyyyy) yeah, yeah, yeah, c’mon
young boy, i know ya love me like ya never loved.
ya know ya couldnt find a better thug, and uh
you been peepin me since i was younger,
so young that ya even called me ya little brother
but i’m all grown up know i got my own money
she seperate her legs on the arms of the chair
s-x is in the air, she want me to hit it rare.
that means raw, that means naw,
i could pull out but that means jaw.
that means gulp
i wake up to vodka and orange juice
baby you could drink my pulp
think she wont?
i bet she will
baby doll ride with no hands on the wheel cuz she like to cra cra cra like to crank dat southside
yeahhh i crank it on da flo
i get down i get low
when i play dat game wit dat
hoe she wanna get freaky
she better find anotha
n-gg- to play and f-ck wit
cuz when she messin wit me
she gonna get dept wit
cruise with the top off of the ‘ghini
dem lil boys got cheese i got cheddar linguini
that’s why i keep the federals scheming
that’s why i keep the platinum blinging
every diamond’s like a nice size
i help people with problems look at the bright side
with nice ties on a rise so they sitting me high
and the rims born in ’99
weezy carry the nine glock
slipping they gon have to get six n-gg-z name paul to carry a pine box
n-gg- flirtin wit dat shawty
she like to get wit him
when she get down touch da
ground den drop it like it’s
hot i say “baby girl i like
dat start it” (h-llooo)
cra cra-crank dat southside
den make it juicy fo dat hoe
make it make it make it make it
make it juicy fo dat hoe
de-den move wit it (move wit it)
yeah let me catch my breath
you talking bout leave baby you ain’t gone yet
and if you leave, leave correct
and i’m a send a jet to pick up the next
and if you leave, you’re leaving the best
so you would have to settle for less
i am no elliot ness, i don’t handcuff i don’t arrest
i do confess to the virginsy
cause under them sheets i am a mess
yes, baby you blessed
not chess don’t jump your nest
baby jus jump fo mess get
a refund fo dat n-gg- den
make him work fo da rest
we can get together, never disconnect
your back, your neck
funny how that song hasn’t got old yet – to us
so let’s project
you stay in, never incorrect
face!
never entertain the suckas wit the hatin bidness(nah never did that)
i’m on a yacht playin table tennis
expensive lenin, women sinning
adultery… compulsively
i’m an -rs-nist on the beat… blaze fire
the door close to the booth i feel like a caged lion(rawr)
yea, let me loose(rawr) now let me get’em(rawr)
cuz i aint goin back and forth like badmitton
no i will never drop the ball like badmitton
and i aint being conceited i’m just ad-mittin
i flow c-cky… got hand rhythm
i got this b-tch on lock like san quentin
i’m tough daddy what’s poppin gangsta(bloods! )
[sirens in the background]
i’m tryna keep my pockets fat like opera singers
so sharp if u touch me i’ll chop ya fingers
i’m on top of the game
like helicopter angles
i see u n-gg-s, i hope u havin fun
i hope u have a gun(gunshot) this sh-t is crazy
it’s little baby, i’m here to take it
and it’s lookin vacant. cuz…
cra crank let me crank dat
southside (goooo)
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