Pastor Troy Lyrics
2. Crank Me Up
[Intro] Yeeah, PT Cruiser Baby, Yeeah AiYo, we want everybody to crank this muhf**ka up Nigga, Crank this shit up LOUD NIGGA! (okay) [Hook] Crank Me Up, PT baby is back to get bucks I don't 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-ass 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, pass me the mills mamma, i got a flight Lears, listen here, private jet at the-yo (?) A bad ass ho, into the clouds I Go The underground putting it down for five years The blood, The sweat, the motherf**king 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 hell, I can't read Stabbed a ho, kidnapped the bitch, see? And now i'm on the loose, now i'm on the run F**k that shit, I'll go and get a bigger gun Yeah! Motherf**ker (Nigga) Crank Me Up! If you don't give a damn, nigga, we don't give a f**k I watch your CD's, my man, y'all suck You suck a cracka's dick in the office then came up Get it? Never for this, damn nigga test See how she be because my motherf**kin chest, Nigga Yes nigga, picture me, hot caprice When i dun been raised by all these G's Nigga, the crooks and killers, is my motherf**kin niggas Jab a pussy, with some motherf**kin scissors This is a, motherf**kin, crime scene, I'm dumpin on the law, my nigga, by any means [Hook] Crank Me Up, PT baby is back to get bucks I don't 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-ass 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, pass me the mills mamma, i got a flight Lears, listen here, private jet at the-yo (?) A bad ass ho, into the clouds I GO! Hey! Crank Me Up! If you a gangsta you need to crank this up If you don't give a damn, nigga, we don't give a f**k Pastor baby, about to crank this up Crank Me Up! If you a gangsta you need to crank this up If you don't give a damn, nigga, we don't give a f**k Pastor baby, about to crank this up Hey!
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