Crack! Yeah, Scott Storch y'all Dirty Crack! C'mon It's two up in the mornin girl and the DJ playin that song Now what'chu gon' do (Gonna get get get it poppin boy) Now what'chu gon' do (Gonna get get get it poppin) I said it's two up in the mornin girl and the DJ playin that song Now what'chu gon' do (Gonna get get get it poppin boy) Now what'chu gon' do (Gonna get get get it poppin) I got that black no limit American Express card Mami you can get whatever you like Plus I got that all-black Phantom it's tinted on four sides Go 'head kiss it they can't see us inside Mami tell me do you like it I know you like it It's written all over your face don't fight it You like it, more than I like it So put it all over your face don't bite it From rags to riches club packed with bitches Had to bag them digits her head game was vicious And we can get it poppin in the bathroom Don't be selfish ma go ahead and pass it to him Then we can all fuck It's like a million on my neck got all of these bitches all (AWE) struck Aowww! We pissy drunk off of Seraphim I'm up in V.I.P. and these bitches are screamin let me in Uh, uh, uh, uh It's two up in the mornin girl and the DJ playin that song Now what'chu gon' do (Gonna get get get it poppin boy) Now what'chu gon' do (Gonna get get get it poppin) I said it's two up in the mornin girl and the DJ playin that song Now what'chu gon' do (Gonna get get get it poppin boy) Now what'chu gon' do (Gonna get get get it poppin) Get it poppin go 'head and drop it It's written all over your face don't stop it Just drop it more like it's hot miss Kick in the do' with the fo-fo messin with Joe Now this chick got an ass so fat in fact I put a drink on it and I came right back She would never talk to a lame like that In my ear screamin how you got a name like Crack Crack similar to Mike Jones say my name enough then I'm takin you home Aowwwwww! You know I walk with I talk with I sleep with the chrome one squeeze and you're gone What I look like not takin at least three to six women out the club with me Now we back to the fuck pad call it the fuck pad Cause all these bitches fuck in with me, talk to 'em dirty It's two up in the mornin girl and the DJ playin that song Now what'chu gon' do (Gonna get get get it poppin boy) Now what'chu gon' do (Gonna get get get it poppin) Well it's two up in the mornin and them niggaz try'n hate on your crew Nigga what'chu gon' do (I'ma get get get it poppin boy) Yeah what'chu gon' do (I'ma get get get it poppin) Now when them doors swing open with that awkward motion What'chu call it suicide into suicide And if them niggaz talk shit cause they drunk off that potion They commitin suicide into suicide Let's get it poppin my niggaz (Cook, yo) I got a shotty my niggaz (oh, Lord) I feel sorry for your mudda fucker give a fuck what you say Spin your head back promote you on a videotape It's two up in the mornin gir and the DJ playin that song Now what'chu gon' do (I'ma get get get it poppin) Now what'chu gon' do (I'ma get get get it poppin) It's four up in the mornin now and I'm tryin to go home wit'chu Girl what'chu gon' do (I'ma get get get it poppin) What'chu gon' do (I'ma get get get it poppin) C'mon Yeah, it's Crack (What'chu gon' do) Cafe all my people in there partyin All the party people across the world Ladies "Things of that Nature" Aowwww!