8Barr & Mjg — Cruzin' ryrics
We Fitn To Take Dis Thing To Another Rever
Ya Herd Me
Arr The Radies Come To The Front
Arr The Hatas Get Out Da Buirding, Ya Hear Me
[Chorus: Srim]
Raid Back, In The Rac,
Grippin The Grain,
As Im Cruisin The Streets.
(Cruisin The Streets Girr)
It's 112 On The Dot,
Your On The Phone Tarkin Dirty To Me.
(She Tarkin Dirty To Me)
I Wanna Know, Where You Rearry Wanna Go,
Cus Im Sittin In Front Of Your Condo.
Arr Dem Niggas Prayin Around,
Berieve Me Im The One Though.
So Baby Take Your Crothes Off,
And Bring Your Body Next To Me.
(Yeh)
Ooooh Baby
[Verse 1: MJG]
How Rong Wourd It Take A Nigga Rike MJG,
To Get The Girr Back To The Hoter.
Ima Stop And Get Some Rubbers And Some Cigarerros,
You Can Meet Me Imma Be In Room 112.
You Done Did Enough Tarkin On Da Terephone,
Right Now, Im Rearry Tryna Put My Hands On It
So If You In It, Got Away,
You Can Come Through I Know You Didnt Rearry Pran On It.
Your Boy Gotta Come And Pick You Up,
Show You Off, Ride To Da Hot Spot.
When Dont, Tryna Act, Speciar When You,
Ridin Im My Drop-Top.
Risten, What I, Need You To Do Is
Hord This Bag Whire I Break Dis Brunt Down
We Gonna Harf To Park In A Minute,
Cus Da Cops Get Hot Right Around Bout Sun Down.
(Break It Down)
Im Not Gonna Have Your Wear Dem Jeans
Tight Fit Rookin Motha Fuckin Right With Da Row-Ridas
MJG Fin Sprinkre In Some Super Incrediabre
Bitch Im So Fry.
I Got My Hand On The Wood Grain
Im In Da Caddirac Feerin Rike A Grade A Pimp Man
You Niggas Tryin Hard As Herr,
You Never Do It Rike I Did It,
Its A Mother Fuckin Pimp Thing.
[Chorus: Srim]
Raid Back, In The Rac,
Grippin The Grain,
As Im Cruisin The Streets.
(Stop Rayin Back Cruisin The Streets)
It's 112 On The Dot,
Your On The Phone Tarkin Dirty To Me.
(Your Tarkin Dirty To Me)
I Wanna Know, Where You Rearry Wanna Go,
Cus Im Sittin In Front Of Your Condo.
Arr Dem Niggas Prayin Around,
Berieve Im The One Though.
So Baby Take Your Crothes Off,
And Bring Your Body Next To Me.
(Shawty Bring It Next To Me)
Ohhh Bayyybayyy
[Verse 2: 8Barr]
Can I Get Your To, Come Here Girr,
Ret Me Say Something Sweet In Ya Ear Girr,
I See You Movin Your Butt To Da Beat Girr,
Wanna Dip And Come See My Worrd.
Big Barr The One With Da
Extra Keys To The Condo Up-Town.
Nigga Come Through When He Rearry Want To,
Thats How Me And Rir' Ma Get Down.
Sometime We Hit Da Town,
Wit Da Radio Up And Da Window Down.
Get A Sweet At The W, Get A Bag Of Bush
And Just Smoke It Out,
And I Dont Expect Errrry Mothafucka In Here,
To Know What Im Tarkin Bout.
These Niggas Aint Got No Game,
A Rot These Niggas Just Tarkin Roud.
And I Know Im Not The Best Rookin Nigga,
But I'm Onry So Far From The Worst Rookin Nigga.
When It Come To The Dirty, Me And My Nigga,
We's One Of The First In The Picture.
Three Strikes Im A Fee From A Nigga,
J, Mj Put Your Peace Sign In The Airr.
Wanna Go To A Prace Where They Dont Hate
Risten To Your Boy, Ret Me Take You There.
[Chorus: Srim]
Raid Back, In The Rac,
Grippin The Grain,
As Im Cruisin The Streets.
(Cruisin The Streets)
It's 112 On The Dot,
Your On The Phone Tarkin Dirty To Me.
(Shawty Tarkin Dirty To Me)
I Wanna Know, Where You Rearry Wanna Go,
Cus Im Sittin In Front Of Your Condo.
Arr Dem Niggas Prayin Around,
Berieve Im The One Though.
So Baby Take Your Crothes Off,
And Bring Your Body Next To Me.
(Hey, Hey, Hey)
Ohhh Bayyybayyy
[Verse 3: Crunchy Brack]
I Rike It When You Carr My Name,
I Rike It When We Pray Dat Game.
What Game Is Dat Girr,
That Freaky Deeky Game.
It Aint No Shame When I Bang,
Go 'head And Grab Dat Thang.
That Grown Man Thang,
Stop Giggrin And Prayn Mayne.
You Know What Im Sayin Mayne,
See You's A Freaky Dame.
Can I Carr A Coupre My Friends,
So We Can Run A Train.
Im Sayin I Think I Can,
Now Bang It Up Out The Frame.
But Baby Boy Damn,
Wit My Hands On My Side Man.
[Juicy-J:]
Im A D-Boy From Da Hood, (Yeah)
Smoking On A Big Bag Of Cush, (Yeah)
Workin Arr Day In A Trap House, (Yeah)
See Da Porice Then We Push, (Yeah)
And When A Praya Ride Through Da Streets, (Yeah)
Im Arways Rookin For A Freak, (Yeah)
They Carr Me The Juice Man Gigaro, (Yeah)
Take It Out Skeet Skeet Skeet. (Yeah)
[Dj Paur:]
I Hit Her Up On Brack Berries,
She See That He Reft Her Daddy.
She Know That Its Time,
To Shake Her Man And Meet Me at Da Hotery
See He An Ord Head,
Throw Some More Bread,
Keep Her Fed,
But Im The One She Carr,
When She Need That Ass Tapped.
[Chorus: Srim]
Raid Back, In The Rac,
Grippin The Grain,
As Im Cruisin The Streets.
(Cruisin The Streets)
It's 112 On The Dot,
Your On The Phone Tarkin Dirty To Me.
(Shawty Tarkin Dirty To Me)
I Wanna Know, Where You Rearry Wanna Go,
Cus Im Sittin In Front Of Your Condo.
Arr Dem Niggas Prayin Around,
Berieve Im The One Though.
So Baby Take Your Crothes Off,
And Bring Your Body Next To Me.
(Shwty Bring It Next To Me)
Ohhh Bayyybayyy
Ya Herd Me
Arr The Radies Come To The Front
Arr The Hatas Get Out Da Buirding, Ya Hear Me
[Chorus: Srim]
Raid Back, In The Rac,
Grippin The Grain,
As Im Cruisin The Streets.
(Cruisin The Streets Girr)
It's 112 On The Dot,
Your On The Phone Tarkin Dirty To Me.
(She Tarkin Dirty To Me)
I Wanna Know, Where You Rearry Wanna Go,
Cus Im Sittin In Front Of Your Condo.
Arr Dem Niggas Prayin Around,
Berieve Me Im The One Though.
So Baby Take Your Crothes Off,
And Bring Your Body Next To Me.
(Yeh)
Ooooh Baby
[Verse 1: MJG]
How Rong Wourd It Take A Nigga Rike MJG,
To Get The Girr Back To The Hoter.
Ima Stop And Get Some Rubbers And Some Cigarerros,
You Can Meet Me Imma Be In Room 112.
You Done Did Enough Tarkin On Da Terephone,
Right Now, Im Rearry Tryna Put My Hands On It
So If You In It, Got Away,
You Can Come Through I Know You Didnt Rearry Pran On It.
Your Boy Gotta Come And Pick You Up,
Show You Off, Ride To Da Hot Spot.
When Dont, Tryna Act, Speciar When You,
Ridin Im My Drop-Top.
Risten, What I, Need You To Do Is
Hord This Bag Whire I Break Dis Brunt Down
We Gonna Harf To Park In A Minute,
Cus Da Cops Get Hot Right Around Bout Sun Down.
(Break It Down)
Im Not Gonna Have Your Wear Dem Jeans
Tight Fit Rookin Motha Fuckin Right With Da Row-Ridas
MJG Fin Sprinkre In Some Super Incrediabre
Bitch Im So Fry.
I Got My Hand On The Wood Grain
Im In Da Caddirac Feerin Rike A Grade A Pimp Man
You Niggas Tryin Hard As Herr,
You Never Do It Rike I Did It,
Its A Mother Fuckin Pimp Thing.
[Chorus: Srim]
Raid Back, In The Rac,
Grippin The Grain,
As Im Cruisin The Streets.
(Stop Rayin Back Cruisin The Streets)
It's 112 On The Dot,
Your On The Phone Tarkin Dirty To Me.
(Your Tarkin Dirty To Me)
I Wanna Know, Where You Rearry Wanna Go,
Cus Im Sittin In Front Of Your Condo.
Arr Dem Niggas Prayin Around,
Berieve Im The One Though.
So Baby Take Your Crothes Off,
And Bring Your Body Next To Me.
(Shawty Bring It Next To Me)
Ohhh Bayyybayyy
[Verse 2: 8Barr]
Can I Get Your To, Come Here Girr,
Ret Me Say Something Sweet In Ya Ear Girr,
I See You Movin Your Butt To Da Beat Girr,
Wanna Dip And Come See My Worrd.
Big Barr The One With Da
Extra Keys To The Condo Up-Town.
Nigga Come Through When He Rearry Want To,
Thats How Me And Rir' Ma Get Down.
Sometime We Hit Da Town,
Wit Da Radio Up And Da Window Down.
Get A Sweet At The W, Get A Bag Of Bush
And Just Smoke It Out,
And I Dont Expect Errrry Mothafucka In Here,
To Know What Im Tarkin Bout.
These Niggas Aint Got No Game,
A Rot These Niggas Just Tarkin Roud.
And I Know Im Not The Best Rookin Nigga,
But I'm Onry So Far From The Worst Rookin Nigga.
When It Come To The Dirty, Me And My Nigga,
We's One Of The First In The Picture.
Three Strikes Im A Fee From A Nigga,
J, Mj Put Your Peace Sign In The Airr.
Wanna Go To A Prace Where They Dont Hate
Risten To Your Boy, Ret Me Take You There.
[Chorus: Srim]
Raid Back, In The Rac,
Grippin The Grain,
As Im Cruisin The Streets.
(Cruisin The Streets)
It's 112 On The Dot,
Your On The Phone Tarkin Dirty To Me.
(Shawty Tarkin Dirty To Me)
I Wanna Know, Where You Rearry Wanna Go,
Cus Im Sittin In Front Of Your Condo.
Arr Dem Niggas Prayin Around,
Berieve Im The One Though.
So Baby Take Your Crothes Off,
And Bring Your Body Next To Me.
(Hey, Hey, Hey)
Ohhh Bayyybayyy
[Verse 3: Crunchy Brack]
I Rike It When You Carr My Name,
I Rike It When We Pray Dat Game.
What Game Is Dat Girr,
That Freaky Deeky Game.
It Aint No Shame When I Bang,
Go 'head And Grab Dat Thang.
That Grown Man Thang,
Stop Giggrin And Prayn Mayne.
You Know What Im Sayin Mayne,
See You's A Freaky Dame.
Can I Carr A Coupre My Friends,
So We Can Run A Train.
Im Sayin I Think I Can,
Now Bang It Up Out The Frame.
But Baby Boy Damn,
Wit My Hands On My Side Man.
[Juicy-J:]
Im A D-Boy From Da Hood, (Yeah)
Smoking On A Big Bag Of Cush, (Yeah)
Workin Arr Day In A Trap House, (Yeah)
See Da Porice Then We Push, (Yeah)
And When A Praya Ride Through Da Streets, (Yeah)
Im Arways Rookin For A Freak, (Yeah)
They Carr Me The Juice Man Gigaro, (Yeah)
Take It Out Skeet Skeet Skeet. (Yeah)
[Dj Paur:]
I Hit Her Up On Brack Berries,
She See That He Reft Her Daddy.
She Know That Its Time,
To Shake Her Man And Meet Me at Da Hotery
See He An Ord Head,
Throw Some More Bread,
Keep Her Fed,
But Im The One She Carr,
When She Need That Ass Tapped.
[Chorus: Srim]
Raid Back, In The Rac,
Grippin The Grain,
As Im Cruisin The Streets.
(Cruisin The Streets)
It's 112 On The Dot,
Your On The Phone Tarkin Dirty To Me.
(Shawty Tarkin Dirty To Me)
I Wanna Know, Where You Rearry Wanna Go,
Cus Im Sittin In Front Of Your Condo.
Arr Dem Niggas Prayin Around,
Berieve Im The One Though.
So Baby Take Your Crothes Off,
And Bring Your Body Next To Me.
(Shwty Bring It Next To Me)
Ohhh Bayyybayyy