Crunk Sawg

Duration

4:24

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Crunk Swag Lyrics Chorus: (AYE! Left then right then font cross back roll your arms then snap that’s how you crunk swag Left then right then font cross back roll your arms then snap that’s how you crunk swag Move with the beat roll your feet through a reap know your stance then go ahead and do you own dance Move with the beat roll your feet through a reap know your stance then go ahead and do you own dance) D Y D do your own dance D Y D do your own dance D Y D do your own dance D Y D do your own dance [Soul] I guess its time for the high flying Cape crusading night riders to commit misfit crimes By stealin the show with rhymes Villanous flow sublime So Phantom and Soul its time To light up this show tonight Go [Phantom] Make you crunk swag all night in the lime light On this podium makin people grind causin pandemonium Lets keep this swag roolin No more coastin Go [Soul] We don’t mean to boast But whats a goblin to a Soul and a Ghost Zero at most so lets toast Time to time shop this show Go [Phantom] Get ready to go Have your swag on the floor Phantom and Soul you already know Wo [Chorus] [Phantom] Jumped up on the scene Crunkin my swag you know what I mean Swags drippin off my jeans Floatin off my shirt Been crunkin swag since birth Go [Soul] Turn up the stereos a little further Get the base pumped Make your face numb So much thumpin then keep goin till you force involuntary jumps Go [Phantom] Cunning pumps of the subwoofer Jugs gettin fuller itll never be enough Flarin till you all pumped up Go [Soul] Fallin victim, to us spittin,On this rhythm, since you chose to be a sitting duck Or swag was crunk Now our song has you drugged ,engulfed So dance yourself to death then keep goin man, We’ll provide the pulse Go [Phantom] So yall stand up No time to be a pacman punk Crunk your swag clap your hands snap your fingers Pop your pants you don’t have to be a fan jus go ahead and do you own dance Wo [Chorus] Stellar Acapellas make the fellas dance back and forth Like bows playing cellos Being hot is in us Like automatic mind readers, You don’t have to tell us go! Cause we can sense your eagerness, Our minds are relics….. SWAG! Runs in us like rhythm flows in our jugulars when we take dull music pain killers And the Swag! Keeps music notes running from our brain through our hands And when im on my feet, they call me a music stand Go! Soul!, someone cue this man Soonish! Dang! The daaance room is at a school like stand still Lack of swag can kill Me and phantom , Will dismantle, any ammo, you dish at us, you cant catch us, like assassins wearing cammos This is madness, we are Spartans when we battle but I babble laddydadda now lets get back to this rap that we’ve unraveled go! Ill, polished in manor ,suave, urbane, and carefree Bring in the chorus to start the party woah! [Chorus]