King Arut - Crank Dat SouthSide lyrics

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Cra Cra Cra-Crank Dat SouthSide

Cra Cra Cra-Crank Dat SouthSide

Cu Cu-Cuz you already know im

pimpin (ay ay ayyyy) Cu Cu

Cu Cu Cu-Cuz you already know

im 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 im all grown up know I got my own money

She Seperate Her Legs On The Arms Of The Chair

Sex 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

nigga to play and fuck 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 niggaz name Paul to carry a pine box

nigga flirtin wit dat shawty

she like to get wit him

when she get down touch da

ground den drop it like its

hot i say "baby girl i like

dat start it" (hellooo)

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 nigga 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)

Im On A Yacht Playin Table Tennis

Expensive Lenin,Women Sinning

Adultery... Compulsively

Im An Arsenist 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 Im Just Ad-Mittin

I Flow Cocky... Got Hand Rhythm

I Got This Bitch On Lock Like San Quentin

Im Tough Daddy Whats Poppin Gangsta(Bloods!)

[Sirens In The Background]

Im Tryna Keep My Pockets Fat Like Opera Singers

So Sharp If U Touch Me Ill Chop Ya Fingers

Im On Top Of The Game

Like Helicopter Angles

I See U Niggas, I Hope U Havin Fun

I Hope U Have A Gun(Gunshot) This Shit Is Crazy

Its Little Baby, Im Here To Take It

And Its Lookin Vacant. Cuz...

Cra Crank let me Crank Dat

SouthSide (goooo)

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Thanks to King Arut