Back to the Crib - Bobby Brackins, Wash

Do you want to come back to the crib with me?

Do you want to come back to the crib with me?

I fucked you once, a last bit of love

You’ll never feel so comfortable

I’m cashing out, I bought you a show

Ain’t tricking if you fucking too

Fucking with me

Do you want get on?

Baby do you want to get known?

Want to get blown

Go deep in the field

We could buy weed or pop pills

Do you like dro?

Like playing with your nose?

I wanna do that with the hoes

And I got a big house

Gon eat that thing out

Baby we could dip if you’re down down down

Do you want to come back to the crib with me?

Do you want to come back to the crib with me?

Do you want to come back to the crib with me?

Do you want to come back to the crib with me?

Baby I’ma spend this money then I’ma make it back

House on the hills, baby I’ma take you back

Like two hands, baby you should make it clap

Can you make me nut when I bust like a gat

My niggas really mobbing, yeah they came with the strap

Niggas always copy, man I swear my phone’s tapped

So fucking genius, I star in my own act

Show me all the girls that’ll really come back

Do you want to come back to the crib with me?

Do you want to come back to the crib with me?

Do you want to come back to the crib with me?

Do you want to come back to the crib with me?

Let’s go back to the crib

You know that I’m fucking with you baby

Get it in a padded room

Cause you know I’m fucking you crazy

I might charge these other girls

But tonight you won’t have to pay me

Let’s go right to the crib

Girl I want you to know where I’m staying

Do you want to come back to the crib with me?

Do you want to come back to the crib with me?

Do you want to come back to the crib with me?

Do you want to come back to the crib with me?