Wiki - Crib Tax lyrics

[Intro] (Hey what's good Oh oh that's your shorty? Wa**up ma Hola lemme kiss ya hand Yo what the f** you lookin at me funky for n***a She a princess I can do that You lucky you even allowed in this kingdom right now You welcome) [Verse 1] As I sit back Thinkin bout the last week I had man Thinkin did I live that? Bout to get my crib back You know get back in the crib that I lived at Got my chick back Home and I gotta deal with all the bullsh** that comes with that Man forget that I'll be in the crib givin every motherf**in kid crib tax Yeah Bro I live here So if you gonna bring a brew yeah i'm gonna sip that Til its six when I get back Remember that sh** man Remember that sh** pat And I remember the times that you respected this kid Pat And I'll get back, we'll get lit that Sack of the day, it's fat like that catch of the day And I'll pa** it your way The day that I'm pa**ing away Just me and the blunt No need for the casket and grave That's neither here nor there After this tour I been reborn I got found in a basket today Call me a basket case Cause allI've been doing is been gettin baskets today [Chorus] Yeah I'm gonna sip that Yeah I'm gonna hit that Yeah yeah I'm gonna rip that Wait a minute don't clip that Gettin at least one brew out the six pack Yeah I'm gonna sip that Yeah I'm gonna hit that Yeah yeah I'm gonna rip that Shorty come round Yeah I'm gonna get that sh** I might hit that yeah cause I live that Don't get mad When you deal with the Wik and the crib tax Don't get mad When you deal with the Wik and the crib with the crib tax (watchu mean I can't get a sip of that forty? Matter of fact pour me a f**in cup right now fam Or get the f** out my crib) [Verse 2] Just moved out my moms I'm on my own, no Live with my homes Only eighteen but he more grown than All of you so called old folk If you gonna blow smoke Pa** it this way Because I throw dough here Right on his face Right where you lay I got my mojo back (back!) She could get dicked She could get laid Always gotta say that I got a crib by the bridge with a big backyard Yeah just to get play Yeah girl I live here That's where I stay Treat me right and I'll take you on a date But the end of the night Gotta get back to layin down bars girl bout to get paid [Chorus] Yeah I'm gonna sip that Yeah I'm gonna hit that Yeah yeah I'm gonna rip that Wait a minute don't clip that Gettin at least one brew out the six pack Yeah I'm gonna sip that Yeah I'm gonna hit that Yeah yeah I'm gonna rip that Shorty come round Yeah I'm gonna get that sh** I might hit that yeah cause I live that Don't get mad When you deal with the Wik and the crib tax Don't get mad When you deal with the Wik and the crib with the crib tax (yo yo yo pa** the blunt pa** the blunt Watchu mean it's personal what? Yeah it's about to get real personal up in here This my crib and you a person n***a Pa** that sh**) [Chorus] Yeah I'm gonna sip that Yeah I'm gonna hit that Yeah yeah I'm gonna rip that Wait a minute don't clip that Gettin at least one brew out the six pack Yeah I'm gonna sip that Yeah I'm gonna hit that Yeah yeah I'm gonna rip that Shorty come round Yeah I'm gonna get that sh** I might hit that yeah cause I live that Don't get mad When you deal with the Wik and the crib tax Don't get mad When you deal with the Wik and the crib with the crib tax (I go to the f**in crib, you know I don't wanna go to the crib there's too many motherf**ers hangin out in that f**in crazy spot over there, I'm not gonna give out the address, but all I'm sayin is I gotta wait for the side f**in door to open, there's rats runnin around everywhere, motherf**er doesn't pick up his phone for nothin, and then I go to the crib and there's motherf**ers all over the floor, there's f**in like a pile of shoes, there's slippers when you walk in and not one slipper matches each other they're all left foots!)