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letra de at the crib - joey trap

[intro]
look, man, i swear this party never end
shorty poppin’ molly at the crib
ain’t no problems poppin’ at the crib
cause all my n-ggas wildin’, with a grip
(oh my god, i love you so much, joey, oh my god)

[chorus]
countin’ rubberbands at the crib (at the crib)
baby is a ten, make her strip (she gone strip)
all my money blue, like a crip (not a crip)
bl–dy on my shoe, louboutin
we done did a caddy, need a range yeah
she done got a boyfriend, prolly changed that
couple hundred-thou’, i’m only one guy
in a lamborghini, not a hyundai

[verse]
i’ve been countin’ bands, don’t need no bros
gettin’ kinda chilly, diamond froze
i remember i ain’t had no clothes (had no clothes n-gga)
now i’m in the gucci lookin’ cold (lookin cold n-gga)
now i’m in the gucci with a bad b-tch (bad b-tch)
you be f-ckin’ b-tches that be average (that b-tch is wack n-gga)
shout my n-gga corey, he a savage
hit my phone, bro coming with a package
look, ain’t sh-t you can tell me
we all gettin’ ready, this a crib, this ain’t no telly
baby grab a cup, i’m smokin’ loud, we sippin’ henny
everytime we turnin’ up, we go ’til bottles empty at the crib, look

[chorus]
she just popped a xan at the crib (at the crib)
baby is a ten, make her strip (she gone strip)
all my money blue, like a crip (not a crip)
bl–dy on my shoe, louboutin
we done did a caddy, need a range yeah
she done got a boyfriend, prolly changed that
couple hundred-thou’, i’m only one guy
in a lamborghini, not a hyundai

man, i swear this party never end
shorty poppin’ molly at the crib
ain’t no problems poppin’ at the crib
cause all my n-ggas wildin’, with a grip

[outro]
your baby mama wildin’, take her home
bro in the bathroom tryna get some dome
i’m in the back yard smokin’ on some strong
you want the addy? then just hit my phone

- joey trap

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