Songtexte: Treal. Stop, Drop And Roll.

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T-to the r-e-a-l (x8)
crunk is what we say thats what yall try to get
yall must be consapated man yall names full of shit
shawty got her g strang on so let the beat bang on
if you aint come to party then you need to keep it gone
lemon head on the track bounce if you feelin me
orange county reppn cant help it ita just the treal in me
hann out we clicked up lookn for a quik cup
every one know we in here it packed like a traffic jam
chorus
so green light yellow light red light stop we are crunk and yall are not
red light yellow light green light go this thing on swoll stop drop and roll

stop drop stop drop and roll(x8)

im on the dance floo she makin her ass roll
got them titys bouncin you know im meant to grap those,
open your thighs wide you bitch love the moe
im on that x drive (pill) my eyes gone
the fire syrines, face it im so hot, feel like im dancin on fire, im like sky,hidin those feet in tha club, you can find me burnin up, wait a minute hold on,
you can touch but mostly i just told her
chorus
green light yellow light red light stop turn around open up your legs then drop
red light yellow light green light go come here shawty let me see you stop drop and roll
stop drop stop drop and roll (x8)

shawty take your cloths off this type of music bangn turn it up
walls sweatn i cant evern move this club is burnin up
yall already know the boys trill raw
go ahead get cuttin took it back there bout to be a problem some body better call the law
shawty leadn legs n all
she need to come home with a g
so i can see ya stop drop and roll your ass on top of me
all nite like it was nothin
ill have you cussin from stuffin
youll have me bustin from cuttin
just follw these instructions

green light yellow light red light stop its like im seein smoke cuz the floos so hot here come the fireman with the water hose the floo is on fire you betta stop drop and roll
chorus

(Thanks to taylor for these lyrics)