Crank Up Da Dunk Pitbull (Ft. The Lost Tribe)

[Intro:]
Ay, mil, crank up da dunk!

[Hook: Money Mark]
Nigga crank up da dank
Turn up the funk
Nigga lift up the trunk
Pull out the chomp
Nigga roll up the funk
Nigga blow out this skunk
When you pull out da dunk
Nigga lift up the trunk
Nigga turn up the funk
Nigga pull up the blunt
Nigga blow out the skunk
Then back to the bar

[Verse 1:]
Deep in seven duce-dos dogs
Going to the club, coolin' with the thugs
We gon rock, get high, hope to fly
When we in the 305, we get live (Nigga What!)
I'm looking for some ho to fuck
I'm with my dawgs
And we looking for some hole to fuck
That's right, gon cop something
We hit the studio with y'all something
Them niggas can hate
Before we clip the Glocks on em
So stop fronting, you know what we all about
We from the same, so you know what we all about
It's like who the hell
Get your money, get your hoes
We gon put it down for our city
You know how it is
Nigga we loose and we all about I's
Deep in the club, nigga all of us stars
Get your beef, get your coke, get trees
Get your tokens, get your keys