Представляем точный текст композиции "Crunk" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Hella Fly Cool Kids . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Crunk» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Hella Fly Cool Kids передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Hella Fly Cool Kids - "Crunk"
Lyrics to Crunk : Holla hookas and pimps, This is the DJ Melly Dell. Introducing, the oh so famous. Stunna Rae, and Stunna Jay. Hit it mommas. The ladies with DS, Are what I like best. The ladies with the wonk eye, Are the ones I like. Doucette, where ya mannas at. Dont ya know, ya gotta hide that fat. Ya trippin ovas stoools, actin like a foool. From it and that, Why ya dissin the blacks. Mara, gurl you got fine skin. Gurl, its kinda bad you dyin Whats goin on with ya momma. Is she dead yet, oh the drama. Wait, wait. Gurls you must be trippin Oh, well what cha mean ma' I mean, why ya gotta be dissin, this is a nice rhyme. Alright, little mama, here we go. Spread them legs, Work them thighs. Say my name. Scream your lies. Get bent now baby. We can do it all night. Now,Dont get lazy. Cmon I dont bite. Lets get into the ring, And throw a punch. Hurry up, Imma throw a bunch. Were the cool kids, hangin out. Gettin crunk, aint life without. We mosh in our spare time. We make ourselves look fine. I see your uno brow, and your thick mustache. Could you shave somehow, and maybe fast. Were the ghetto kids, from your block. We do it way better than John Hock. Weve got hundreds of friends, But most of them hatas. We rollin in a benz, Well pick ya up lata. Ya think your all that Your think your hardcore crunk You got a dirty face Achne all over the place big boobs no bra You wanna fight You can barely draw You think youre a stunna YOu want to meet my fist Thunder and lightening Ill go crazy on yo bitch. Were the cool kids, hangin out. Gettin crunk, aint life without. We mosh in our spare time. We make ourselves look fine. I see your uno brow, and your thick mustache. Could you shave somehow, and maybe fast. Were the ghetto kids, from your block. We do it way better than John Hock. Weve got hundreds of friends, But most of them hatas. We rollin in a benz, Well pick ya up lata. I think she hates me. Hellz Yeeeaah. [ Crunk Lyrics ]
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