Joseph Costello - My Crib lyrics

[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**hes on my stuff and they won't get up out my sh** (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**hes onto me and they won't get up out my sh** (aye) [Verse 1] Man these b**hes onto me they won't get out my sh** I just bought twenty hits until I catch a lick Top down cause the police roaming the district All these b**hes, but we ain't whippin' no chickens I just got a bad b**h 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**hes on my stuff and they won't get up out my sh** (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**hes onto me and they won't get up out my sh** (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**hes on my stuff and they won't get up out my sh** (aye) [Verse 2] What I gotta do for a bad b**h 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...damn Slopp...damn 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**hes on my stuff and they won't get up out my sh** (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**hes onto me and they won't get up out my sh** (aye) [Outro] My crib... We can do it how you like it We can do what you likin'...