Lyin' Bout Her Crib

Lyin' Bout Her Crib Lyrics

[Chorus:]
Dis b**ch is lyin bout her crib she livin wit a nigga
Everytime I'm ova she hidin all his pictues
Hidin all his clothes hidin all his shoes
I can't f**k this b**ch, this b**ch is bad news
Dis b**ch is lyin bout her crib she livin wit a nigga
Everytime I'm ova she hidin all his pictures
Hidin all his clothes hidin all his shoes
I can't f**k this b**ch this b**ch is bad news

[Verse 1:]
Dis b**ch is lyin bout her crib, she livin wit a nigga
Everytime I'm ova she got my favorite liquor
Always got a swisha right by her bed
I smoke dat while she givin me head
Dis b**ch is lyin bout her crib kno she can't afford it
Keep suckin dis dick like that and I'll pay da mortgage huh
There ain't no shortage on my paper
We'll get to that later

[Chorus:]
Dis b**ch is lyin bout her crib she livin wit a nigga
Everytime I'm ova she hidin all his pictues
Hidin all his clothes hidin all his shoes
I can't f**k this b**ch, this b**ch is bad news
Dis b**ch is lyin bout her crib she livin wit a nigga
Everytime I'm ova she hidin all his pictures
Hidin all his clothes hidin all his shoes
I can't f**k this b**ch this b**ch is bad news

[Verse 2:]
Dis b**ch is lyin bout her crib she say she live alone
Bathroom mirror full of cologne
Dis b**ch is lyin bout her crib but I ain't gone sweat her
Maybe she want me because I f**k her better
But she still lyin bout her crib
I got dis nigga rob I got dis nigga slippers
Dis nigga‘s gonna be blowed, I hope he don't explode
Cause then I gotta unload, and this ain't in the car
I'm knockin down da door
[Chorus:]
Dis b**ch is lyin bout her crib she livin wit a nigga
Everytime I'm ova she hidin all his pictues
Hidin all his clothes hidin all his shoes
I can't f**k this b**ch, this b**ch is bad news
Dis b**ch is lyin bout her crib she livin wit a nigga
Everytime I'm ova she hidin all his pictures
Hidin all his clothes hidin all his shoes
I can't f**k this b**ch this b**ch is bad news

[Talkin:]
Yea baby I'm really enjoyin kickin it out here wit yo crib and sh*t
dats wat I'm talkin bout man a independent black woman I like dat (thank you)
I see you doin yo thang you kno sh*t lookin good (yea you kno I try, I try) all the time
Baby (whassup) it look like some its headlights pullin up in yo yard (oo dats my nigga)
Wat (oo get yo sh*t and get in the closet) yo nigga I thought you said dis yo sh*t
you got me in yo nigga sh*t b**ch

[Bridge:]
I grabbed my 45 from under da bed (hoe)
Put that chrome thang to her motherf**kin head (trick)
Took her to da door let dat b**ch open it up (b**ch)
Nigga came in made him put his hands up
Robbery in place, don't look in my face
b**ch say you amazing just like grace
Now you and yo b**ch get against da wall
I ain't only f**kin yo b**ch nigga I'm robbin yall
It ain't nobody to call, I'm da only nigga here
Tape dem motherf**kers up, drank a motherf**kin beer
Nigga dats my life (dats my life)and dis how I live (dis how i live)
f**k dem b**ches (f**k dem b**ches) dat lie bout dey crib

[Chorus:]
Dis b**ch is lyin bout her crib she livin wit a nigga
Everytime I'm ova she hidin all his pictues
Hidin all his clothes hidin all his shoes
I can't f**k this b**ch, this b**ch is bad news
Dis b**ch is lyin bout her crib she livin wit a nigga
Everytime I'm ova she hidin all his pictures
Hidin all his clothes hidin all his shoes
I can't f**k this b**ch this b**ch is bad news
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