We Be Crussin’ Lyrics

We Be Crussin’ lyrics

Verse.



Now I ditched da cops

Am crussin’ up, highway 69

Like I got no time

I catch up to hurr, on da Westside

She on my leftside

I see an object

Its da red light

We carry on crussin’, she in front

Damn this aint right

She flashing my car

Past da dome

Spinnin’ ma chrome

Im tryin’ to catch hurr

Like a race in desert storm

I cant, she too fast

Am last?

I crash!

Damn dis car am usin’

Losin fueli n’

Pouring oil

I gots ta run

B4 it I get all oily

It blows

Am down

On da ground

Like a soccer star

I gots ta run

N’ keep up

To da flow of dat car.



Chorus



I got cops to ditch

A snitch of a chick

I look like a tick

In dis big ol cit

Ama pick ma shit (gun)

N wit one flick BAAAM

She’ll be at ma dick.



Verse



So am back on feet

Got diss fly car

A Cadillac Deville

Oh she gon’ get it now

Ama bout ta pop hurr

Like a fleet of kings

She be bitchin owe

4 weeks.

Now she mine

But shes lukin so fine

Oh surely I made hurr mine

It felt like I had won da game

I got away from da cops

On 30 mane

And gained a chick wit

A bod 2 kill



Chorus.



I got cops to ditch

A snitch of a chick

I look like a tick

In dis big ol cit

Ama pick ma shit (gun)

N wit one flick BAAAM

She’ll be at ma dick

But this time

I aint gotta shot dis bitch

To get hurr to suck ma dick.



Verse.



We back at ma crib

We makin’ lurv

Am caressing ha hips

I don’t need no glove

Cos I gots gr8 dick lady

N mami cos u know dats ma baby

We done afta an afternoon of hit

She aint tired but ama definitely

Outta fire n’ take a snooze

To wake up, shes gon’ wit da

Jewels, boos, shoes,

Damn bitch

She probably got help from her cru.

I aint gonna bother

Cos dis time I fell for it

Shes probably a lot further

Uh fuck nigga am broke

And in big shit!



Chorus



I v’been taken for a fool

By some chick

Who looks like stool

But I gotta hand it 2-hurr

She had da tools

2 play this player game

But when we meet again

It’ll be da end of hurr fame!!