Pastor Troy

Pastor Troy - Lyin' Bout Her Crib

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[Chorus:]

Dis bitch 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 fuck this bitch, this bitch is bad news

Dis bitch 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 fuck this bitch this bitch is bad news

[Verse 1:]

Dis bitch 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 bitch 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

Baby We'll get to that later

[Chorus:]

Dis bitch 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 fuck this bitch, this bitch is bad news

Dis bitch 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 fuck this bitch this bitch is bad news

[Verse 2:]

Dis bitch is lyin bout her crib she say she live alone

Bathroom mirror full of cologne

Dis bitch is lyin bout her crib but I ain't gone sweat her

Maybe she want me because I fuck 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 bitch 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 fuck this bitch, this bitch is bad news

Dis bitch 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 fuck this bitch this bitch is bad news

[Talkin:]

Yea baby I'm really enjoyin kickin it out here wit yo crib and shit

dats wat I'm talkin bout man a independent black woman I like dat (thank you)

I see you doin yo thang you kno shit 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 shit and get in the closet) yo nigga I thought you said dis yo shit

you got me in yo nigga shit bitch

[Bridge:]

I grip my 45 from under da bed (hoe)

Put that chrome thang to her motherfuckin head (trick)

Took her to da door let dat bitch open it up (bitch)

Nigga came in made him put his hands up

Robbery in place, don't look in my face

Bitch say you amazing just like grace

Now you and yo bitch get against da wall

I ain't only fuckin yo bitch nigga I'm robbin yall

It ain't nobody to call, I'm da only nigga here

Tape dem motherfuckers up, drank a motherfuckin beer

Nigga dats my life (dats my life)and dis how I live (dis how i live)

Fuck dem bitches (fuck dem bitches) dat lie bout dey crib

[Chorus:]

Dis bitch 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 fuck this bitch, this bitch is bad news

Dis bitch 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 fuck this bitch this bitch is bad news

[x2]

Thanks to R-Dub for these lyrics

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