Lil' Jon, Crusher
Who the from lane to lane? Me me, me me Who in the with the? me me, it's me me Who the jumpin' lane to lane? Ha-ha me, it's me me Who in the cutlass the? me me, it's me me
Who knockin' out of they pud They, on ham sandwich and munchos Understand this, I slow Motion, knock down the This is extra large figure Cali-coes tech-nine, the triggor We run streets! We descease!
Who the jumpin' lane to lane? Me me, me me Who in the cutlass with me me, it's me me Who the jumpin' lane to lane? Ha-ha it's me, me me Who in the cutlass with It's me me, me me
Yeah I'ma till I can't ride, drink till I can't drink till I can't flow, blow till I can't blow Yo' when that white hit, I show no mercy And I ain't Jesus but I'll bless you with Hershey some hot ones 'Cause they know they yo' body up when the cops come If the blood don't speak in the streets, the will And if rap don't save me from the game, my death will
Who the jumpin' lane to lane? Me me, me me Who in the cutlass with me me, it's me me Who the from lane to lane? Ha-ha me, it's me me Who in the with the? It's me me, me me
I never scared! Swirvin' drunk, off of that liquor that dro to the head, y'all can't with this Fuck up and Caprices with that bump in the trunk Bone Crusher run these so wassup? Jon and Chyna White, man we don't give a I'm the worldwide of the called crunk So what's up please, y'all
Who the jumpin' lane to lane? Me me, me me Who in the with the? It's me me, me me Who the jumpin' from to lane? Ha-ha it's me, me me Who in the cutlass with me me, it's me me
Who the jumpin' lane to lane? Me me, me me Who in the with the? me me, it's me me Who the jumpin' lane to lane? Ha-ha me, it's me me Who in the with the? It's me me, me me
Y'all niggas none of us Y'all niggas none of us