All the Way Crunked up Songtext

von Lil Jon

. Pastor Troy & Waka Flocka Flame)

P.T. BME BLOCK! (Yeahhh)
You know what time it is!
Waka Flocka in the building uhh!
(Y'all niggas ain't crunk!)
What's up John? (Yeahhhh)
(We at the muthafucking club!)

All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
(We at the muthafucking club!)
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!

All the way crunked up
That's my middle name
'Pastor a Disaster'
I'mma do my thang
I'm staying in my lane
I'm staying in the trunk
They know of I'm off da chain
They know the Pastor CRUNK!!
Waka Waka Flock go and get the glock
Niggas think they're hot
Why don't you take me to their spot
I got ammunition
I'mma act a fool
Any competition
Bend them with the tool
P.T. on the cruise if you reppin' be or not
I'm drinkin' double shots
Tryina' straighten up my knock
It's DSGB
Your boy P.T.
Now it's no "Wuzupp?"
You know that we crunked up!

All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
(We at the muthafucking club!)
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!

Heeey!
Up in this muthafuckin' west side!
Heeey!
I be chillin' on the east side!
Heeey!
I get money on the south side!
Heeey!
We crank it up on the north side!

Crank it up
Throw them bows
Shake them dreads for them hoes
Push that pussy nigga
Get up in his nose
Put yo mufuckin' niggas start a riot in this bitch!
Stomp them niggas out
Leave them cryin' liek a bitch!

All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
(We at the muthafucking club!)
All the way crunked up! (Waka Flocka)
All the way crunked up! (Waka Flocka)
All the way crunked up! (Waka Flocka)
All the way crunked up! (Waka Flocka)

Shawty up 'n shake it
Hear 'em buck it I'm ike "Shawty what?!"
Flocka's likes no getting fear
Drinkin' beer
Drinkin' here
Outta my mind
Crunked to the max
See a bad bitch and I'm throwing them stacks
One nigga put 'em you can call me Jacks
Felt like 20 could un nigga WHAT?!
Horse shit back
Headed for my back
Crunked to the max and my dreads gone wild
Rockstar [?] might die to the ground
Protine kushin'
Smell we're loud
[?] like a harley
Dreadhead ike a Marley
Flocka in this party
You can call me "Brick Squad" shawty (Brick Squaaaaaad)
Fightin' in the club
Noone's goin' down now
Right, left hooo
I'mma knock his ass out
Put's yo down wit the hands full of pow
Make him hit the ground
I'mma stomp his ass out
[?] pow pow pow
Action y'all niggas just acting
Struggling like I'm frenzy
(WE AT THE MUTHAFUCKIN' CLUB!)
Lil Jon let me know what's happenin'! (FLOCKA!)

All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
(We at the muthafucking club!)
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!