Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crucial, artist - Murphy Lee. Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Crucial |
| These streets, is way too crucial |
| I just don’t know, 'bout fuckin’with new hoes |
| These streets, is way too crucial |
| I just don’t know, 'bout fuckin’with new hoes |
| (Hook: Ali) |
| I keep the same flock, treat em good |
| Get they mind right, and take em out the hood |
| Fuck a new ho, I keep it real though |
| Buy em new clothes and shit, but, um, no dough |
| (Ali) |
| Like Presents, she worked at the liquor sto' |
| So I don’t pay for blunts or them bottles of Mo' |
| She got the hookup, she loves to bone |
| She love the way the new Q sittin’on chrome |
| She love the way the hood, talk about it How it used to be rowdy, calmed down and got bout it I can’t doubt it, it’s deep more than just sexin' |
| It’s conversation buildin’the Earth based on lessons |
| Pussy ain’t shit without a brain behind it Got these queens actin’like hoes simple-minded |
| Never overzealous, I gasp at what a lady tell us Keep it peace to God, love Allah, never fellas |
| (Chorus: Murphy Lee) |
| (Hook: Ali) |
| Like Moon she conservative, stackin’the funds |
| Manage Foot Locker so I keep Air Force Ones |
| We sit and talk, net game, net lost |
| Portfolio, she a broker I bought |
| Two cribs in Spanish Lake, one in Burlington down |
| She put me on at no fees, just me around |
| It’s sufficient, ate your momma Diva in the kitchen |
| Veggie burger with cabbage, fresh water lavish |
| She study and meditate, part-time student |
| Work a lot, only I can hit the spot |
| Showin’self-control, controllin’my soul |
| Easy come, easy go, but all women ain’t hoes |
| (Chorus: Murphy Lee) |
| (Hook: Ali) |
| (Ali) |
| Like Crane that’s my boo, I got nothin’but love |
| She got a fat ass she work at the gentlemen’s club |
| Straight freaky, straight kinky, straight wild |
| She like to ride but she love dogs with style |
| Only if her son ain’t home, even though we grown |
| That’s somethin’she want him to come to on his own |
| So we do a lot at Radisson and Embassy Suites |
| Sometimes we don’t make it, end up in the backseat |
| She go to Fontbonne, low cuts to class |
| Keeps the boys horny, and the faculty mad |
| But it’s real with me, do you I got the back |
| Cause me and you connectin, it’s hard to find that |
| (Chorus: Murphy Lee) x2 |