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pastor troy - lyin bout her crib كلمات الأغنية

[chorus:]
dis b-tch is lyin bout her crib she livin wit a n-gg-
everytime i’m ova she hidin all his pictues
hidin all his clothes hidin all his shoes
i can’t f-ck this b-tch, this b-tch is bad news
dis b-tch is lyin bout her crib she livin wit a n-gg-
everytime i’m ova she hidin all his pictures
hidin all his clothes hidin all his shoes
i can’t f-ck this b-tch this b-tch is bad news

[verse 1:]
dis b-tch is lyin bout her crib, she livin wit a n-gg-
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-tch is lyin bout her crib kno she can’t afford it
keep suckin dis d-ck like that and i’ll pay da mortgage huh
there ain’t no shortage on my paper
we’ll get to that later

[verse 2:]
dis b-tch is lyin bout her crib she say she live alone
bathroom mirror full of cologne
dis b-tch is lyin bout her crib but i ain’t gone sweat her
maybe she want me because i f-ck her better
but she still lyin bout her crib
i got dis n-gg- rob i got dis n-gg- slippers
dis n-gg-? 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

[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 (wh-ssup) it look like some its headlights pullin up in yo yard (oo dats my n-gg-)
wat (oo get yo sh-t and get in the closet) yo n-gg- i thought you said dis yo sh-t
you got me in yo n-gg- sh-t b-tch

[bridge:]
i grabbed my 45 from under da bed (hoe)
put that chrome thang to her motherf-ckin head (trick)
took her to da door let dat b-tch open it up (b-tch)
n-gg- came in made him put his hands up
robbery in place, don’t look in my face
b-tch say you amazing just like grace
now you and yo b-tch get against da wall
i ain’t only f-ckin yo b-tch n-gg- i’m robbin yall
it ain’t n-body to call, i’m da only n-gg- here
tape dem motherf-ckers up, drank a motherf-ckin beer
n-gg- dats my life (dats my life)and dis how i live (dis how i live)
f-ck dem b-tches (f-ck dem b-tches) dat lie bout dey crib

- pastor troy

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