"All The Way Crunked Up" lyrics

[Pastor Troy (Lil Jon):]
P.T. BME BLOCK! (Yeah)
You know what time it is!
Waka Flocka in the building!
(Y'all niggas ain't crunk!)
What's up John? Yeah
(We at the motherfucking club!)

[Lil Jon & Pastor Troy:]
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
We at the motherfucking club!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!

[Pastor Troy:]
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, they should take me to their spot
I got ammunition, I'mma act a fool
Any competition, pin them with the tool
P.T. on the cruise if you reppin' me or not
I'm drinkin' double shots
Try'na straighten up my knot
It's DSGB, your boy P.T
Now it's no "Wuzupp?"
You know that we crunked up!

[Lil Jon & Pastor Troy:]
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
We at the motherfucking club!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!

[Lil Jon:]
Hey!
Up in this motherfuckin' west side!
Hey!
I be chillin' on the east side!
Hey!
I get money on the south side!
Hey!
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 crying like a bitch!
Yeah!

[Lil Jon & Pastor Troy:]
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
We at the motherfucking club!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!

[Waka Flocka Flame:]
Jumpin' up and shake it
Hear they buckin', I'm like "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 shawty, might dive into the crowd
Protine kushin'
Smell we're loud
Leaned up like a Harley
Dreadhead like a Marley
Flocka in this party
You can call me "Brick Squad" shawty (Brick Squad)
Fightin' in the club
Someone's goin' down now
Right, left hoo
I'mma knock his ass out
Put's yo down with 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 motherfuckin' club!)
Lil Jon let me know what's happenin'! (Waka Flock!)

[Lil Jon & Pastor Troy:]
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
We at the motherfucking club!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!
All the way crunked up!