Letras
This bitch is lying about her crib, she living with her nigga
Every time I'm over, she hiding all his pictures
Hiding all his clothes, hiding all his shoes
I can't fuck this bitch, this bitch is just bad news
This bitch is lying about her crib, she living with her nigga
Every time I'm over, she hiding all his pictures
Hiding all his clothes, hiding all his shoes
I can't fuck this bitch, this bitch is just bad news
This bitch is lying about her crib, she living with her nigga
Every time I'm over, she got my favorite liquor
Always got a swisher, right by her bed
I smoke that while she giving me head
This bitch is lying about her crib, know she can't afford it
Keep sucking the dick like that and I'll pay your mortgage
It ain't no shortage on my paper
Baby, baby, we'll get to that later
This bitch is lying about her crib, she living with her nigga
Every time I'm over, she hiding all his pictures
Hiding all his clothes, hiding all his shoes
I can't fuck this bitch, this bitch is just bad news
This bitch is lying about her crib, she living with her nigga
Every time I'm over, she hiding all his pictures
Hiding all his clothes, hiding all his shoes
I can't fuck this bitch, this bitch is just bad news
This bitch is lying about her crib, she say she live alone
Bathroom mirror full of cologne
This bitch is lying about her crib, but I ain't gonna sweat her
Maybe she want me because I fuck her better
But she still lying about her crib, I got this nigga rolled
I got this nigga slippers, this nigga's gonna be blowed
I hope he don't explode, 'cause then I gotta unload
And this ain't in the club, I'm knocking down the door
This bitch is lying about her crib, she living with her nigga
Every time I'm over, she hiding all his pictures
Hiding all his clothes, hiding all his shoes
I can't fuck this bitch, this bitch is just bad news
This bitch is lying about her crib, she living with her nigga
Every time I'm over, she hiding all his pictures
Hiding all his clothes, hiding all his shoes
I can't fuck this bitch, this bitch is just bad news
Yeah, baby, I'm really enjoying kicking it out here with
Your crib and shit, that's what I'm talking about, man
Independent Black woman, I like that
Thank you, mmhmm
I see you doing your thing, you know, shit, looking good
Yeah, you know, I try, I try
All the time
Baby, what's up? That look like it's
Some headlights pulling up in your yard
Hea- oh, that's my nigga
What? Get your shit in the closet
Your nigga? I thought you said this your
Shit, you got me in your nigga's shit
This is my shit, get your shit in the closet
Bitch, I got my.45 from under the bed
Put that chrome thing to her motherfucking head
Took her to the door, let that bitch open it up
Nigga came in, made him put his hands up
Robbery in place, don't look at my face
Bitch, say you amazing, just like Grace
Now you and your bitch getting against the wall
I ain't only fucking your bitch, nigga, I'm robbing y'all
It ain't nobody to call, I'm the only nigga here
Take them motherfuckers up, drink a motherfucking beer
But nigga, that's my life, and that's how I live
And fuck them bitches, and lie about they crib
This bitch is lying about her crib, she living with her nigga
Every time I'm over, she hiding all his pictures
Hiding all his clothes, hiding all his shoes
I can't fuck this bitch, this bitch is just bad news
This bitch is lying about her crib, she living with her nigga
Every time I'm over, she hiding all his pictures
Hiding all his clothes, hiding all his shoes
I can't fuck this bitch, this bitch is just bad news