Bones & Na$ty Matt - CrankDatDeadBoy lyrics

[Hook] Lean to the right, then i lean to the left Hundred blunts to the neck, now I feel like d**h Crank that dead boy [x4] Lean back, let it snap, do your thang on that b**h, boy It's 2007 let it bang on that b**h Crank that dead boy [x4] [Verse 1: Bones] Stepping on the scene in some cold white Bapes Rubberband wrist with the princess cut chain I be pulling out the lot, four wheeler switching lanes Cliché, everything bling bling, golden ring Bathtub full of cash [???] the gla** [???], take your life when I pa** Hundred one dimebags, smoking so the time pa** Jolly Rancher candy paint, dripping like [???] People call me Ice man, chain like a lighthouse T-Mobile Sidekicking, Bones so iced out 13 beepers I got 36 phones 62 whips and they all on chrome Couple bu*ter seats, b**h my leather so soft Somewhere in your city with the top blown off Money out the roof, b**h we all dying soon Step right, step left as I dance to my tune [Hook] Lean to the right, then I lean to the left Hundred blunts to the neck, now I feel like d**h Crank that dead boy [x4] [Verse 2: Na$ty Matt] Bet you can't do it like me, I [???] Starting to see space ships on bankhead Sidekick filled up with blockheads Rubberband man, keep the block fed Lean back then pop [???] Pop 3 pills then we pop some more Pop a [???] and drink it slow You pa** away and that's how it goes Money rolls, cars and clothes That's how all my partners roll Black hearse on 24's That's how all the dead boys roll Multi color Bathing Ape, looking like a star Paint dripping, p**y dripping when I step out of the car When i pull up to the scene I can tell they don't like me now [???] make a bobblehead wipe me down Put your number in my phone, then leave me alone VVS stones, leave the herringbone at home Freak in the black, Bones breaking down a sack Lean back then snap, let your bones crack And fall back, pop a pill, that make you wanna k** Lean back, do your dance and then, you're dead for real [Hook x2] Lean to the right, then i lean to the left Hundred blunts to the neck, now I feel like d**h Crank that dead boy [x4]