Drumma Boy - Get Rowdy lyrics

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Intro (aye yeaaahhhh boooyyyyy)

Hook:

We get crunk up in dis bitch

oh so crunk up in dis ho

Now it's its time to tear the roof off

Get rowdy in dis mutha fucka

(Fucka 7x)

Yeaa you know we act a clown

We so throwed off up in here

Down south we out tha frame

Get rowdy In dis mutha fucka

(Fucka 7x)

Verse 1 (Drumma Boy)

I got dis bitch up in a mid crisis straight up ER

Ain't no fuckin question who gonna run it nigga we are

Put dis Memphis shit up on da map global PR

And all these D boys on my fresh , G-star

Yea I party hard like the party animals

You see us picture perfect Like my nigga Hannibal

You see us niggas ballin like my nigga Jones so many Julez your bitch can't see her phone

We got them killa Cams all around us dog, yea you see the

groupies tryin to capture the movie

All up in the VIP actin all moody, introduce em to this Memphis shit

show em the tool-e

HOOK:

We crunk up in dis bitch

I'm so crunk up in dis ho

Now it's its time to tear the roof off

Get rowdy in dis mutha fucka

(Fucka 7x)

Yeaa you know we act a clown

We so throwed off up in here

Down south we out tha frame

Get rowdy In dis mutha fucka

(Fucka 7x)

Verse 2: (Young Buck)

Drankin like my gas tank

Stinkin cause my grass stank

Proud of my loud pack mine strong and yours ain't, mine does what

yours can't. Yours do what mine don't. And I got that fish scale. Mine

lock up and yours won't. Fuck all of that jewelry

You look like a fool to me. Don't care how hot you are, That bullshit

don't look cool to me. A hundred Rose' bottles imagine what's this

gone do to me. (yea baby) This conjure take you right where Luda be. I been gettin buck oh now you actin brand new to me. I pop down and two in me now what are yall gone do wit me. Look everybody movin me cause I don't do this usually. We just made a movie, club owner talkin bout suing me.

HOOK:

We crunk up in dis bitch

I'm so crunk up in dis ho

Now it's its time to tear the roof off

Get rowdy in dis mutha fucka

(Fucka 7x)

Yeaa you know we act a clown

We so throwed off up in here

Down south we out tha frame

Get rowdy In dis mutha fucka

(Fucka 7x)

Verse 3: (DJ Paul)

Dirty south thick trick any way you slice it, Drumma Boy and DJ Paul,

that ham but you can't dice it, Damn if you don't like it I'm jammin

on that white shit Gram up in my pocket Imma razor blade slice it.

Young Buck in dis ho, He too buck up in dis ho, He put AK rounds in

his fuckin 44 and they wonder how he do dat, We doin the impossible they look and sound like south but they just imposters though. Twist you like some pasta dough, having you licking that marianra dollar bill Chrissy snow or is he Chrissy Aguilara hold up wait a minute let me put a dent up in it, coke brick stacks so high I need a builder's permit.

OUTRO/HOOK:

We crunk up in dis bitch

I'm so crunk up in dis ho

Now it's its time to tear the roof off

Get rowdy in dis mutha fucka

(Fucka 7x)

Yeaa you know we act a clown

We so throwed off up in here

Down south we out tha frame

Get rowdy In dis mutha fucka

(Fucka 7x)

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