Lord Simmy - Todakrib! Lyrics

(Simmy On The Beat Hoe)
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Yuh, Yuh
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Sticks inside da krib
Bricks inside da krib
Acid on her lips
This just how we live
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Yeah I got cash to blow, I got racks to blow
She do plenty coke, told wipe her nose
Rock designer clothes, got designer hoes
Smokin rapper weed, counting big bankrolls
I'm trynna kick it wit u and ya friends like karate. hoe
I told them hoes to come to da krib, let's have a party hoe
Sippin Becardi while yo new thing trynna slop me up
And I be ballin out the gym like it's my hobby hoe
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Yuh, Yuh
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Sticks inside da krib
Bricks inside da krib
Acid on her lips
This just how we live
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
I been hitting licks, I been toating sticks
Lotta gang shit, not no lame shit
Why u playin tough when you ain't it
Why she playin hard to get
Bitch my friend hit
Mason Margielas kicks, wit some Rick Rick
I'm in the pub, paparazzi wanna take my pics
Outside the club with the gang right by a Crown Vick
I see yo hoe she choosing, I'm the one that she gone pick
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Yuh, Yuh
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Sticks inside da krib
Bricks inside da krib
Acid on her lips
This just how we live
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib

(Simmy On The Beat Hoe)
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Yuh, Yuh
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Sticks inside da krib
Bricks inside da krib
Acid on her lips
This just how we live
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Yeah I got cash to blow, I got racks to blow
She do plenty coke, told wipe her nose
Rock designer clothes, got designer hoes
Smokin rapper weed, counting big bankrolls
I'm trynna kick it wit u and ya friends like karate. hoe
I told them hoes to come to da krib, let's have a party hoe
Sippin Becardi while yo new thing trynna slop me up
And I be ballin out the gym like it's my hobby hoe
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Yuh, Yuh
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Sticks inside da krib
Bricks inside da krib
Acid on her lips
This just how we live
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
I been hitting licks, I been toating sticks
Lotta gang shit, not no lame shit
Why u playin tough when you ain't it
Why she playin hard to get
Bitch my friend hit
Mason Margielas kicks, wit some Rick Rick
I'm in the pub, paparazzi wanna take my pics
Outside the club with the gang right by a Crown Vick
I see yo hoe she choosing, I'm the one that she gone pick
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Yuh, Yuh
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Sticks inside da krib
Bricks inside da krib
Acid on her lips
This just how we live
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib
Took her to da krib