[Chorus:]
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Dis bitch is lyin' 'bout her crib, she livin' wit a nigga
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Everytime I'm ova she hidin' all his pictues
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Hidin' all his clothes, hidin' all his shoes
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I can't fuck this bitch, this bitch is bad news
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Dis bitch is lyin' 'bout her crib, she livin' wit a nigga
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Everytime I'm ova she hidin' all his pictues
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Hidin' all his clothes, hidin' all his shoes
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I can't fuck this bitch, this bitch is bad news
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[Verse 1:]
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Dis bitch is lyin' 'bout her crib, she livin' wit a nigga
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Everytime I'm ova she got my favorite liquor
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Always got a swisha right by her bed
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I smoke dat while she givin' me head
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Dis bitch is lyin' 'bout her crib, know she can't afford it
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Keep suckin' dis dick like that and I'll pay da mortgage, huh
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There ain't no shortage on my paper
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We'll get to that later
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[Chorus:]
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Dis bitch is lyin' 'bout her crib, she livin' wit a nigga
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Everytime I'm ova she hidin' all his pictues
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Hidin' all his clothes, hidin' all his shoes
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I can't fuck this bitch, this bitch is bad news
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Dis bitch is lyin' 'bout her crib, she livin' wit a nigga
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Everytime I'm ova she hidin' all his pictues
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Hidin' all his clothes, hidin' all his shoes
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I can't fuck this bitch, this bitch is bad news
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[Verse 2:]
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Dis bitch is lyin' 'bout her crib she say she live alone
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Bathroom mirror full of cologne
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Dis bitch is lyin' 'bout her crib but I ain't gone sweat her
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Maybe she want me because I fuck her better
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But she still lyin' 'bout her crib
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I got dis nigga robe, I got dis nigga slippers
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Dis nigga‘s gonna be blowed, I hope he don't explode
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Cause then I gotta unload, and this ain't in the car
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I'm knockin' down da door
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[Chorus:]
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Dis bitch is lyin' 'bout her crib, she livin' wit a nigga
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Everytime I'm ova she hidin' all his pictues
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Hidin' all his clothes, hidin' all his shoes
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I can't fuck this bitch, this bitch is bad news
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Dis bitch is lyin' 'bout her crib, she livin' wit a nigga
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Everytime I'm ova she hidin' all his pictues
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Hidin' all his clothes, hidin' all his shoes
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I can't fuck this bitch, this bitch is bad news
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[Talkin:]
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Yea baby I'm really enjoyin' kickin' it out here wit yo crib and shit
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dats wat I'm talkin bout man, a independent black woman I like dat (thank you)
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I see you doin' yo thang you kno shit lookin' good (yea you kno I try, I try) all the time
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Baby (whassup) it look like some its headlights pullin' up in yo yard (oo dats my nigga)
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What? (oo get yo shit and get in the closet) yo nigga I thought you said dis yo shit
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you got me in yo nigga shit bitch
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[Bridge:]
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I grabbed my 45 from under da bed (hoe)
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Put that chrome thang to her motherfuckin' head (trick)
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Took her to da door let dat bitch open it up (bitch)
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Nigga came in made him put his hands up
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Robbery in place, don't look in my face
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Bitch say you amazing just like grace
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Now you and yo bitch get against da wall
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I ain't only fuckin' yo bitch nigga I'm robbin yall
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It ain't nobody to call, I'm da only nigga here
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Tape dem motherfuckers up, drank a motherfuckin' beer
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Nigga dats my life (dats my life)and dis how I live (dis how i live)
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Fuck dem bitches (fuck dem bitches) dat lie bout dey crib
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[Chorus:]
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Dis bitch is lyin' 'bout her crib, she livin' wit a nigga
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Everytime I'm ova she hidin' all his pictues
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Hidin' all his clothes, hidin' all his shoes
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I can't fuck this bitch, this bitch is bad news
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Dis bitch is lyin' 'bout her crib, she livin' wit a nigga
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Everytime I'm ova she hidin' all his pictues
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Hidin' all his clothes, hidin' all his shoes
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I can't fuck this bitch, this bitch is bad news
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[x2]
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Lyin' 'bout Her Crib
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| LIL' TROY |
