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slopps - my crib lyrics

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[intro]

ayo…ayo…ayo

yo, won’t you come over to my crib
we can do it what you likin’
won’t you come over to my crib
we can do it what you likin’…

[chorus]
ayo girl, won’t you come on to the crib
we can ride and shoot and rendezvous and all listen to hip (yeah)
ayo girl, why they always wanna trip
man these b-tches on my stuff and they won’t get up out my sh-t (aye)

ayo girl, won’t you come on to the crib
we can ride and shoot and rendezvous and all listen to hip (aye)
ayo girl, why they always wanna trip
man these b-tches onto me and they won’t get up out my sh-t (aye)

[verse 1]
man these b-tches onto me they won’t get out my sh-t
i just bought twenty hits until i catch a lick
top down cause the police roaming the district
all these b-tches, but we ain’t whippin’ no chickens
i just got a bad b-tch and she all about me
got a new chick and she all around me

[pre-chorus]
won’t you come over to my crib
we can do it what you likin’
won’t you come over to my crib
we can do it what you likin’…

[chorus]
ayo girl, won’t you come on to the crib
we can ride and shoot and rendezvous and all listen to hip (yeah)
ayo girl, why they always wanna trip
man these b-tches on my stuff and they won’t get up out my sh-t (aye)

ayo girl, won’t you come on to the crib
we can ride and shoot and rendezvous and all listen to hip (aye)
ayo girl, why they always wanna trip
man these b-tches onto me and they won’t get up out my sh-t (aye)

ayo girl, won’t you come on to the crib
we can ride and shoot and rendezvous and all listen to hip (yeah)
ayo girl, why they always wanna trip
man these b-tches on my stuff and they won’t get up out my sh-t (aye)

[verse 2]
what i gotta do for a bad b-tch on me
i got the trap all up on me
i got the peeps all up on me
i got the greenest all up on me
slopp…d-mn
slopp…d-mn
cruisin’ in the caddy
all my money come in taxis
baddies always ready
i’m gon’ pick you up at levy
coolin’, strollin’, she pick up her phone
i text back like: “yeah i’m home” and like..

[pre-chorus]
won’t you come over to my crib
we can do it what you likin’
won’t you come over to my crib
we can do it what you likin’…

[chorus]
ayo girl, won’t you come on to the crib
we can ride and shoot and rendezvous and all listen to hip (yeah)
ayo girl, why they always wanna trip
man these b-tches on my stuff and they won’t get up out my sh-t (aye)

ayo girl, won’t you come on to the crib
we can ride and shoot and rendezvous and all listen to hip (aye)
ayo girl, why they always wanna trip
man these b-tches onto me and they won’t get up out my sh-t (aye)

[outro]
my crib…
we can do it how you like it
we can do what you likin’…

- slopps lyrics

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