H.A.W.K. - Get Crunk lyrics

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H.A.W.K. - Get Crunk lyrics

{*Doobie Smooth says "Get Crunk" in the background of the Hook*} (Hook: repeat 2x) I'ma make my trunk pop I got 15's beatin down ya block I'm smokin on k**a green Blowin on green if you know what I mean (Verse 1: Doobie Smooth) Who wanna Get Crunk,who wanna get high Who wanna drop 5 on the chocalate thai Hop in my ride tell me what you wanna spend We can score a whole ounce and start off with A ten,you can't forget the pineapple juice And the jin back door that with the mothaf**in Hen,white cup purple drank and its filled to the brim Rollin with the H.A.W.K blowin twiny twin twin Lookin for a lil friend I can bang on the downlow I wanna put my dick in ya mouth ya'll know We blow up,roll up lean for real bout to hit the highway In a clean Seville,I did a sweet in the bar So its slow to burn I really ain't concerned Who or ya'll (??) I'ma make ya head turn everytime I flip,keep a bald fat sweet And some drank I sip now Get Crunk (Hook 2x) (Verse 2: H.A.W.K) Get Crunk,Get Crunk with the H.A.W.K Smoke a blunt pop trunk when you leave your Driveway,undela undela time to hit the highway Sippin syrup in Alexandria and listenin to (??) By the way in my time of lyrical Blowed in Louisiana and my ice will freeze ya I love to please ya if you a yella bone We can smoke a whole zone get high and get gone I'm ridin on Chrome Keepin on totin,keep my eyes open steadily Drinkin and smokin k**a weed got me chokin It must be hyrdo Regular weed I dont blow now thats a no no In my six tahoe wide body hard top Twenty inches chop chop And my paint flip flop Doobie Smooth in the drop and we hoppin the scene If you real Get Crunk,If you know what I mean,Get Crunk (Hook 2x) (Verse 3: Doobie Smooth) Who wanna Get Crunk,who wanna get loaded Got purple pills and I'm bout to over dose e'm Side to side motion cloud nine floatin Fifteen dollars now moesha got me open I be on the alchohol or pill Blingin the green Screens be fallin Cell phone callin Southside ballin my sh** never stailin Its screwed up click and Suicide records Now we all up in yo grill blowin big k** Louisiana Texas whats the damn deal a mac in my hand Drank in my cup R.I.P P-A-T and my cousin Peanut And all my real souljas the game ain't over Tryna come through in the candy range rover I'm just keep smokin I'ma just keep blingin until The whole mothaf**in world get there lean in (Hook Repeat 2x) If you wanna Get Crunk with me Come ride with me I'll po' up the lean you roll The green Get Crunk with me So lets Get,lets Get,Crunk (2x's)