Lil' Flip - Get it Crunk lyrics

[Hook] We came here to get it crunk like (jump!) In the club with our middle fingers up like (jump!) Now, we gonna make 'em stomp like (jump!) n***as get out of line we hit 'em up like [Verse 1] Well I'm flippin' and grippin' my woodgrain steering wheel (steering wheel) I made a mill at eighteen, n***a how it feel (Ha ha!) It feel good to cash checks every other day (yes!) If you ain't talkin' bout money, go the other way Miss me with that bullsh** dawg I'm on the grind (grind) You disrespect me while I'm on stage, it's goin' down Bottles, chairs, whatever I get my hands on You can bet your bottom dollar they get some If you think you strong enough to take a shot (jump!) I bet you changin' your mind when you lookin' now (jump!) These n***as like to talk sh**, then apologize (I'm sorry, I'm sorry) You put my name in a verse then I gotta ride [Hook] (2x) [Verse 2] Look I'm a pimp Mine is the 3-piece suit My grill the same color as my GT Coupe Gators snappin' on my feet like they fresh out the jungle There's a nine in my vest, but it's a tec' in my Hummer I know I make y'all n***as wonder how I'm gettin' that cash (cash) Cause when we gotta drop, I ain't spendin' my last (my last) The prices (jump!) If you out of town and you need a bird (jump!) I could ban him and blow his brains on the f**in' curve (jump!) You don't want beef wit my squad n***a (jump!) Come out the club off note, you gettin' rob n***a (jump!) Stupid if you wanted dawg These hollow tips gon' put you in a coma dawg. ya dig? [Hook] (2x) [Verse 3] Hey! n***as claim they got guns but they ain't shot nobody Or you a stick-up kid why you ain't got nobody? (stop lyin!) n***as at the bar buyin' sh** they can't afford You think he ballin' until you see his Honda Accord (Ha Ha!) And tell valet not to scratch my wheeeel Or he gon' leave here wit a busted liiiip Me and Crime Boss rollin' in my Coupe Deviiiille I ain't tryin' leave you in but I shoot to kiiiiiill Hey! I'm like Jeezy I trap or die (trap or die) And I don't pop, pop, I rather fire I'm a thug and you know it, you damn right I show it Twenty two's on my lotus just in case you haven't noticed [Hook] (2x) Hey I bet he won't (jump!) Keep talkin' all that sh** but I bet he won't (jump!) Keep talkin' all that sh** but I bet he won't (jump!) She talkin' all that sh** but I bet she won't (jump!) She actin' like a b**h 'cause I know she won't (jump!) Oh, Oh, Oh, you better not (jump!) Oh, Oh, Oh, you better not (jump!) Oh, Oh, Oh, y'all better not (jump!) You f** around and get (jump!) Ha-ha! Whoo! Shout to my n***a Zab Judah Floyd Mayweather, Roy Jones, Winky Wright know what I'm sayin' What up to my n***a Bernard Hopkins Yeah, holla at yo boy!