At the Crib Joey Trap

[Intro]
Look, man, I swear this party never end
Shorty poppin' molly at the crib
Ain’t no problems poppin' at the crib
Cause all my niggas wildin', with a grip
(Oh my god, I love you so much, Joey, oh my god)

[Chorus]
Countin’ rubberbands at the crib (at the crib)
Baby is a ten, make her strip (she gone strip)
All my money blue, like a crip (not a crip)
Bloody on my shoe, Louboutin
We done did a Caddy, need a Range yeah
She done got a boyfriend, prolly changed that
Couple hundred-thou', I'm only one guy
In a Lamborghini, not a Hyundai

[Verse]
I've been countin' bands, don't need no bros
Gettin' kinda chilly, diamond froze
I remember I ain't had no clothes (Had no clothes nigga)
Now I’m in the Gucci lookin’ cold (Lookin cold nigga)
Now I'm in the Gucci with a bad bitch (bad bitch)
You be fuckin’ bitches that be average (that bitch is wack nigga)
Shout my nigga Corey, he a savage
Hit my phone, bro coming with a package
Look, Ain't shit you can tell me
We all gettin' ready, this a crib, this ain't no telly
Baby grab a cup, i’m smokin' loud, we sippin' Henny
Everytime we turnin' up, we go 'til bottles empty at the crib, look