Webbie Crank It Up Lyrics

Young Savage, I gotta give it to 'em
Come on, crank it up, crank it up, crank it up

Say hello to tha ***** dat came from nuttin'
Now I got boo koo whips, boo koo chips
Boo koo clips, I'm thuggin'
Everywhere I go I get hoes, my girl be buggin'
And I **** wit nuttin' but killas ***** I ain't bluffin'

The block hot like dat got damn oven
My team got weight we steaks y'all chicken McNuggets
Death right around tha corna comin' for me it ain't nuttin'
I'm out chea wit a machine somethin' dats green somethin'

But I be clean as a whistle dou
Come on playa get ya hoe, she tryin' to kiss me
Like we standin' unda the missletoe
Bogaurdin' dat *****whole, man, we had dat same *****
At da six suckin' **** doin' tootsie roll

Mane y'all lil *****es ain't **** couldn't make 10 Gs
If one of deez *****s gave y'all a brick
Y'all fakin' y'all ****, imitatin' my hits
I'm takin' ova what a ***** got to say about da ****

Stop playin', man, I hope you lil *****s ready
I heard da streets out hea yellin' for Webbie, I'm tellin' you *****
Stop playin', y'all ***** betta get on ya ****
Or get you some bricks or get you a hit get serious
'cause I'm sayin', the Savage work to hard for dis I'ma get to da top of
Tha list regaurdless ***** ***** hold up
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, *****
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up

I'll leave one of y'all lil rap *****s stankin' before this rap I was hangin'
What da **** y'all lil rap *****s thankin'
While you was gettin' ya grades up
I was gettin' my change up a gangsta armed and dangerous

Dey tellin' me commercial my flow but Bun be said, "No
Keep it gutta lil *****, don't change it up"
Y'all ***** *****s hang it up hollin' trill y'all ain't us
Boo gave me a light and a mike told me crank it up

Partna I got ya you just chill and watch me take over dat streets have And dees *****s freaks jockin'
We been distributers so let's distrub hits and profits
I'm all real so ain't no way in hell dey can stop us

Leave my *****s da blocks and get dis legal money poppin'
And ride and smoke doja dat potion da top droppin'
Da heat unda the seat rims spinnin' all chrome
TVs fliippin' cell phone and I ain't lyin' dat ***** on

Stop playin', man, I hope you lil *****s ready
I heard da streets out hea yellin' for Webbie, I'm tellin' you *****
Stop playin', y'all ***** betta get on ya ****
Or get you some bricks or get you a hit get serious
'cause I'm sayin', the Savage work to hard for dis I'ma get to da top of
Tha list regaurdless ***** ***** hold up
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, *****
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up

I'm in da streets like dem yellow lines or a new SUV
I'm in da hood all da time like a burned CD
Some G Nikes or some Jays or some fresh *** rees
Hard, soft, pills, weed, rain, snow, hail, sleet

And I ain't goin' home until everythang gone
It don't neva take long, I keep orders on my phone
Wit a sick click wit me wit a big clip wit me
Wit dat good white pretty big zip 650

I'm da eat on da streets a beast on da beats
Da puzzle to the piece dey need to make dis industry complete
I'll run it so neat, so fresh, so clean
I can go on any street no vest wearin' bling

I'm trill young savage, I do my thing straight
No king no prince no queen
And I'ma leave it right dea
Wish a ***** get crunk
I ain't shootin' no curves no slurs straight pumps

Stop playin', man, I hope you lil *****s ready
I heard da streets out hea yellin' for Webbie, I'm tellin' you *****
Stop playin', y'all ***** betta get on ya ****
Or get you some bricks or get you a hit get serious
'cause I'm sayin', the Savage work to hard for dis I'ma get to da top of
Tha list regaurdless ***** ***** hold up
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, *****
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up


Written by: Steve Below, Steve D. Below, Webster Gradney
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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