Lyrics:
Oh Oh Oh
C.R.U.M. C.R.U.M.
Resucito de los muertos y vive hoy
Me redimió y por su gracia vivo yo
Con respeto unción y mansedumbre
Soy controversial
a picture. Gurly Crum. Girly Crum
Sweet and soft surrender. Gurly Crum. Gurly Crum
Picture this, picture this and had I known that a painting like mine
It
you want?)
Yo keys, G-S 3's, the papes
Busing in bitches
making imperionts late
cleaning out cribs
coke crums off the plate
niggas real protctive
young
on crum
But you yelling 300
On the gram toting guns
But you never popped one
You really need to stop son
All you niggas ops
All you do is call the cops
Crums enough? (Bow)
Ain't giving up so imma take a stand
We test yah luck (Yah luck)
Shit life a game and I can't show my hands
Like what you need?
crum-ass, um-ass ho
You a ooh, that look good, you a yum-ass ho
You a bum-ass, dumb-ass, scum-ass ho
You a can I borrow that, give me some ass ho
You
cake, couldn't get a crum nigga
(crum nigga)
Fuck too fast, too quick to cum nigga
Now you wanna talk like you big shit
Like you found a better bitch
Wit
(Chorus)
Don’t know where we going but I’ll tell you where we from
Straight up out the slums had to stack up every crum
Acing lazy boy dumb fuck it
That's one
Ay MMMmmm
How you gonna eat off my plate
Taking bread Crums that's the only thing to take
Did it all in my face
Walk in my zone
Walk in
with nun weed n sum crums
Now it's All eyes on me under the sun
Fuck a Nigga talkin bout ion needa cap
Juice been there juice did that
Pops said man
(Oh, Oh, Oh,)
Oh, yeah
Messed up, Lord I know I messed up
Bread crumb, would you save that bread crum for me
When I'm feeling like a dog off
I remember when you was a little bum nigga (what up)
No champagne, just strictly rum nigga (uh huh)
No pies, no cake, couldn't get a crum nigga
Busing in bitches
Making imperionts late
Cleaning out cribs
Coke crums off the plate
Niggas real protctive
Young G's Perspective
(What you
satanas
Cristo desde el principio me sello con su sangre poderosa
Erick Crum
Es Tyler
Yeah Crisetig Studio
Tote
Tylerone
Erick Crum
Con respeto unción y
me
I swear they like my crums
we be fucking on the low
but she be fucking on my bro
I'm talking about ninas
what you know about loaded extendo (baby)
querido
Que no quisimos que se haya ido
Esta Carta se ha escrito para un ser querido
Que extrañamos y no olvidamos
Erick Crum
Con Respeto Unción y
a parrot who don't know where his crum's at
I like ya plums yes i like it how u dones dat
Send a text and I'm running with it
Press play oh ur cum'n it
them bussing gun
Afi take the day them how it come
Papa working hard and getting crum
Just another day in a the slum
Politician issue out the gun
Me
a book (Pop out like a book)
Ain't have my gun my life they coulda took (Damn)
I heard that bitch talking down on me like ima crum (Talking down like I'm
the hoes from the 12 got me runnin til I'm dust
Either get the loaf or you settle for the crums
Either give it up or I blast on this gun
Dark Tendencies yet
papiokilla
Eu Acelero, Extracao de crum, crumble (yoh)
Ela quer sexo ela quer sentar depois do show
Eu nao sei oque tem
No seus olhos
Minha paixao
Let me spit in yo mouth, let me nut on yo tongue
Why you locked in the house? Come out and have some fun
Yo baby daddy he a crum; he'on really got no
It's P, bebé
R
Yeah, yeah
PR
And J Crum
Let's go
Yeah
Uh
Everyone that I started with
Put the mic down (Yeah)
Ascensions lonely
I'm navigating these
DUDU RUPO UKURcNE
YO MUNG cTI IKI DcDI PcWITcNE
KEMBcNG cTI PEPUJcNKU
RINO WENGI NGUNGEMI PRcSETYcMU
KEMBcNG cTI IKU cNGONDO cRUM SUMERBcK WcNGI
TcK
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