Il testo della Crunch time

I do better when its crunch time,
Niggas mad cause my money long like the lunch line,
I'm here for now and forever,
Always at my best, even under pressure,
Went from eating panda rosa to mister chow dinners,
Girls never wanted to stay but now i'm kicking out bitches,
Im the muhfucking illest, when you see me salute me,
Tell promoters in advance it's a hundred thou to book me,
(short pause)
The world waitin on my shit to drop,
And when it do my shit gon be da only thing to cop,
Haaaaaaaaaan
Bitch i beg ur pardon, dis aint no jag its an aston martin,
Yall muhfuckers dnt get me started,
I came from the bottom, now am at da top, its so hot, from way up here,
Nd im tired of comin up short, im goin for album of da year,
Wayne at da 1, im runnin to 2, i see drizzy on da wing, but nikki gon shoot,
Im getting bored with this rap shit its gotten to easy,
Nd dese niggas do dey thang but dey aint like bow weezy,
Nd i do it, i do it, i do it to da fullest,
Keep a bow white bitch yep im talking sandra bullock,
Nd im all over the radio, im toppin every chart,
Andy warhol of rap, ima fuckin work of art,
I got these bitches goin crazy, dey like daymn bow u grown up,
Now im beggin women just to leave up out my tour bus,
Smoking og, u know wat we smoke,
Ridin in ferraris before i was old enuff to vote,
Underrated on the way, im just strivin for perfection,
Nd perfections prolly throwin like ten thousand in my section,
Nd im flexin, not so big,
I can barely vote it, nd dey kno da flow hotter than papa bear porridge,
Fuck dese niggas, fuck dem haters, u kno my motto, get dat paper
Yh no wonder aint nobody fuckin wif me now, im on now, now, ballin hard like ken griffy,
When you make it to the top, they waitin on u to drop,
Looking like we won da game all dese bottles dat v pop

B-bottles dat v pop

When you make it to the top, they waitin on u to drop, looking like we won da game all dese bottles dat v pop