Hook:
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Hook:
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Crank it, crank it, crank it, crank it, oh
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Crank it, crank it, crank it, crank it oh
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Crank it, crank it, crank it, crank it
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somebody-body tell this motherfuckers.
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Crank it, crank it, crank it, crank it
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somebody-body tell this motherfuckers.
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Okay okay okay
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I crank it, I crank it, I’ma beast on me in case,
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all my cribs are dated, she saw the shit like she crazy
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my chain it up in Las Vegas, my dick is hard in payment
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every song to write is her favourite,
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she rocking mike on stage,
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how far this hoe them paper chase,
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big ass chain like flavor flave
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all yell up, diamonds on
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my bracelet look like coaster take
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my cool then my girls come topless,
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my bitch harder than all this,
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I’m in the hood, drink a beer,
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think I’m wear like then it’s trunk
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I’m cash make her A shake, finally congratulations
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smoke so much weed then had you make it,
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around with the punk no gas station
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five chains, five rings, look like a chatter play fool court
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timber hoes like Rick Janes, make em money all I’m good for it
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your girlfriend is my preference, I lock you down like detectives,
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better go through her taxes, this suck my dick she congested
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no wonder why you neglected, she get me brain like she taste it
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I fuck her, I cuff her, then I sell her back on craze list.
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Hook:
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Crank it, crank it, crank it, crank it, oh
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Crank it, crank it, crank it, crank it oh
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Crank it, crank it, crank it, crank it
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somebody-body tell this motherfuckers.
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Crank it, crank it, crank it, crank it
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somebody-body tell this motherfuckers.
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Turn this motherf*cker up and nobody ain’t gonna turn me down
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scan rolling up bout the killer trap
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..boof and um burning that
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know that like, face down, ass up turn down
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the way I swept that shit out,
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feel like you don’t run the.. to madness
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young nigga what a dirty fright
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my bitch she got a dirty mouth
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so much work I lose way, know what I’m turned out no..
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know what I’m..motherf*cker,
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all my bitches cope shelf, all my bitches take drugs,
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mollie and their cocktails, f*cking on that raze girls,
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she ask me do not tell, almost hit the whole cast,
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but I never ran through cocktail,
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bitches calling my line, purple all of my mind,
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two chains ..the room with the drake,
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but I’m so shy, no lie,
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dope girl so fly like sincere he show time,
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right here reckless like re-go
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tell em hang it up close line,
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said I can’t rhyme, what?
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but heard to the great vine
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that I’m with tam and toe and assist to the same time
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[Hook:]
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Crank It
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| Yung Berg |
