Phil Ber - Crib Lyrics
[Verse]wake-wakin’ up, in a lonely bedbombs blowin’ up{sh*t it’s the phone}up in, in my headpick up the phone{hello?}it’s those dulcet tonestelling lies masked as goldit’s another night you ain’t homeyou’ve eaten this appleright down to the corenibbled insideain’t got the taste for it no moreso while you cruise in the BenzI’ve called ‘round my friendswe’ll break out the Domthrow your sh*t on the lawnand celebrate as the rain’s pouring down[Chorus]baby, I’ve got class…manners smooth as Ellaso give me the respect…you’d be giving Oprahwhen you have integrity…sing it Mary JI’ll show you beauty…eyes poppin’ like it’s Beyoncegot to keep it in the crib…baby, I’ve got classgot to keep it in the crib…so give me respectgot to keep it in the crib…you need integritygot to keep it in the crib…to have inner beautythere are only a few wordsyou got to learnwhen its not in the cribyou’ll be out on the curb[Verse]stop banging on, on my front doorgot kryptonitecan’t hypnotise me no moreyou think that lovethat love is a sportwith the games you playdribbling on any old courtthere’s not gonna beany goodbyes and cryin’do you see the tearsthe mascara ain’t runninwhen you’re all aloneplease rememberoh so fondlyof how much you loved meI gave you a taste of heavenyou’ll be craving it always …[Chorus]…[Bridge]gotta open upand talk it outbut if you can’t tell it straightthen I’ll be walking on outgotta love myself firstnot place second in your worldno consolation prizecan cover up all the hurtgot the mink coatsand the mansion homeand your on the curb stuck on your own[Chorus]
