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pastor troy - crank up lyrics

[intro]
yeeah, pt cruiser baby, yeeah
aiyo, we want everybody to crank this muhf-cka up
n-gga, crank this sh-t up loud n-gga! (okay)

[hook]
crank me up, pt baby is back to get bucks
i dont know maybe ya never, heard of
comin in the back of the club with black gloves
hard as a hammer, i am atlanta
soon as i step on the scene, its lights camera
action, cash in, fat–ss cheques, my rolex
will make ya faint,huh, ya think i ain’t?
i hit the bank and get the grands, and just to spin tonight
nuh-uh, p-ss me the mills mamma, i got a flight
lears, listen here, private jet at the-yo (?)
a bad -ss ho, into the clouds i go
the underground putting it down for five years
the blood, the sweat, the motherf-cking tears
i’m living the life of a young, drug lord
i’ll build this heffa up if i get bored
now ease up shorty, let the g slide through
and i don’t leave, without my .32
tucked in the boot(boot),tucked in a coat(coat)
and when i see chuck, its gonna get tucked in his throat
and murder she wrote? but h-ll, i can’t read
stabbed a ho, kidnapped the b-tch, see?
and now i’m on the loose, now im on the run
f-ck that sh-t, i’ll go and get a bigger gun
yeah! motherf-cker (n-gga)
crank me up!
if you dont give a d-mn, n-gga, we dont give a f-ck
i watch your cd’s, my man, y’all suck
you suck a cracka’s d-ck in the office then came up
get it? never for this, d-mn n-gga test
see how she be because my motherf-ckin chest, n-gga
yes n-gga, picture me, hot caprice
when i dun been raised by all these g’s
n-gga, the crooks and k!llers, is my motherf-ckin n-ggas
jab a p-ssy, with some motherf-ckin scissors
this is a, motherf-ckin, crime scene
i’m dumpin on the law, my n-gga, by any means

- pastor troy lyrics

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