Hangin' At My Crib
Lyrics by Teresa Perry
Music by Adam Pfeffer

Hangin' at my crib, smokin', talkin'
Pass it to your left, not to your right, don't want to 'cause a fight, oh no
Feelin' real mellow, alcoholic Jello
Ladies look fine, guys all wait in line, oh yeah
Master of the universe, is playin' in reverse
Things are alright, no one's uptight, after hangin' at my crib

Bring the party here
Don't wanna drive around
I'm crazy but I'm lazy
Order Chinese take-out to my crib

Hangin' at my crib
Hangin' at my crib

C & little J pulled up to the curb, rolled up with some fresh herb
Talkin' shit that no one's heard, what?!, what?!
Just around the block, there's a cop stopped,
Flippin' up a pop top on a forty ounce, with a honey that he....
Picked up, hangin' at the QuickStop,
All she did was ask him the time, no pickup line, now they're hangin' at my crib

Bring the party here
Don't wanna drive around
I'm crazy but I'm lazy
Order Chinese take-out to my crib

Hangin' at my crib
Hangin' at my crib

Pumpin' up the bass, shakes the whole place
Always jammin' goin' on, come and get your groove on, shake, shake
Kissin' over here, kissin' over there
Someone lost their underwear, dancin' on an armchair, my, my
Shots are goin' down, pour another round
Everybody's cool, actin' like a fool, it ain't no wonder

Bring the party here
Don't wanna drive around
I'm crazy but I'm lazy
Order Chinese take-out to my crib

Hangin' at my crib
Hangin' at my crib
Hangin' at my crib
Hangin' at my crib