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letra de crankdatdeadboy - bones & na$ty matt

[hook]
lean to the right, then i lean to the left
hundred blunts to the neck, now i feel like death
crank that dead boy
crank that dead boy
crank that dead boy
crank that dead boy
lean back, let it snap, do your thang on that b-tch, boy
it’s 2007, let it bang on a b-tch
crank that dead boy
crank that dead boy
crank that dead boy

[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, 5% up on the gl-ss
[?] the lights, take your life when i p-ss
hundred one dimebags, smoking so the time p-ss
jolly rancher candy paint, dripping like the pipes bad
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 b-tter seats, b-tch, my leather so soft
somewhere in your city with the top blown off
money out the roof, b-tch, we all dying soon
step right, step left as i dance to my tune, aye

[hook]
lean to the right, then i lean to the left
hundred blunts to the neck, now i feel like death
crank that dead boy
crank that dead boy
crank that dead boy
crank that dead boy

[verse 2: na$ty matt]
bet you can’t do it like me, i been dead
starting to see sp-ce ships on bankhead
sidekick filled up with blockheads
rubberband man, keep the block fed
lean back then pop and roll
pop 3 pills then we pop some more
pop the fo’ and drink it slow
you p-ss away and that’s how it goes
money, rolls, cars and clothes, that’s how all my partners roll
black he-rs- on 24’s, that’s how all the dead boys roll
multi-colored bathing ape, looking like a star
paint dripping, p-ssy dripping when i step out of the car
when i pull up to the scene, i can tell they don’t like me now
evisu jeans, make a bobblehead wipe me down
put your number in my phone, then leave me ‘lone
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!ll
lean back, do your dance, and then you’re dead for real

[hook]
lean to the right, then i lean to the left
hundred blunts to the neck, now i feel like death
crank that dead boy
crank that dead boy
crank that dead boy
crank that dead boy
lean to the right, then i lean to the left
hundred blunts to the neck, now i feel like death
crank that dead boy
crank that dead boy
crank that dead boy
crank that dead boy

- bones naty matt

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