Chuuwee - Get It Crackin' lyrics

[Verse 1:] Yo I'm simply truely the baddest Need a Nubian Goddess a**isting up in the palace I'm diggin' the groupies status Soon to be Louie-tagging and livin' the truely lavish My bars man ish, I tongue game and shoot her spanish No bandanas, but I'm a bandit I run up inside this cottage holdin' a roman candle I'll come in with that Iron Chef, sk**et and pan flow Pan cold they know I'm crispy hoes do what they man don't Oh god damn, Van Dam is what I am though With these flows sh** gets bad when I'm in my damn mode Who fly? Get out the sky better find something to land on At this stand point you're damn wrong Crappy... you need some practice I'm West Coast Cla**ic, Chuck Taylor's and khakis Does anyone have a blunt wrap, maybe come and get at me Smoke a swisher puff n' pa** we'll toke a spliff and get happy [Hook:] Hey I'm a real n***a, I'm bout that action Ain't never simp or slip or slackin', stick to my mackin' Make sure you keep a Magnum wrapper, b**hes be trappin' And hustling n' stackin' isn't trappin' that's a whole nother contraption She's a down b**h, let's make it happen Smoke something for Biggie get the kid back n' relaxin' And roll a swisher full of Purple Pa**ion, n' make em' match it And when it comes to rappin' n***as know I'm the baddest. f** what you yappin' [Verse 2:] Yeah, she's a real b**h, she got a fatty, fatty Drive a Caddy because she wana be from Cali Beauty pageant winner she was a model in the Maxim Now I got her pinned up against the matress like refrigerator magnets See what happened was, I came in so spectacular She couldn't help but let me s** her neck like I was Dracula Hop in that suicide I'm tryna make a patient of a pa**enger Blast the tunes n' twist the lavender I came in, Stacey bad she dash like Damon Or the phone that that lame a** n***a was kickin' game with Bobby Hill propane sh**, I had the baddest fire my supplier was standin' by us, blazin' So watch me freak it, peep this fly n***a's uniqueness I'm leaving em' speechless with some of this sh** that I be speakin' Wil'n' outa town for the weekend I'm bouta hit a freakniks swimming thru skinny b**hes like they beaches [Hook] [Verse 3:] Everywhere I go I get it crackin' You tryna get with me, hit me and we can make it happen I brought it from Cali don't even ask me how it happened Just puff it n' pa** it and don't be giggling and laughin' I'm a dastardly ba*tard that just happens to be a rapper Who was dapper as f**, don't really be givin' a f** for swagger The lines and the hook I cast is black magic, god dammit N' get up out your seats like you the last thing standin' [Hook]