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Cricka by Blowfly

Performed by
Blowfly
Produced by
Blowfly
Writed by
Clarence Reid

Cricka Lyrics

Damn. Fuckin' rainin'. Fuckin' hookers ain't even out tonight. Gonna be some weekend. Fuckin' crazy ho of mine done fuckin' left me. I'm tired of ridin' around. I guess I'll go to this fuckin' nightclub and see what's goin' down

Hey, my man. My name is Blowfly, ya' know. I always come in here
Diez pesos, por favor
Look, motherfucker, you can speak English!
Hey, ah, look [?], diez pesos or no entrar
Hey, man, I gotta' find my fuckin' star. You know who I am? I mean, I never planned to go in this motherfucker
Hey look, negro, diez pesos or no entrar
Hey, man. Take the fuckin' money. Fuck it. This gonna be one of these goddamn nights
Gracias

Fuck it. When it rains it pours
*crowd noise*
Goddamn, everybody here kinda. Ah shit. Look like a couple-a. Just standin' around awhile and see what the hell is goin' on, I got to get me some pussy tonight. Last three nights I done had to jerk off. Hope I don't have to do it again tonight. Goddamn, there some fine hoes in here! (Mmm-mm-mm)
Niggas holding' on to 'em like they got gold in there. They better hold on to 'em 'cause the Fly is a-loose tonight, motherfucker. Let me see what's happenin'

Oh shit. Lightin’ just struck the shithouse. I seen somethin' by itself, and it's together, too. Goddamn, she look mean, she can't be no more than 15. Say, mama, what's goin' on? (Don't talk to me like that)
Look, I'm I'm I'm not tryin'-a be fresh or nothin', you know. I can dig where you’re comin' from. I'm in the same bag. I'm by myself and … you know. I got this chick of mine, I usually don't fuck around like this, but …
She just up and she put me through changes, I won't go into it in details
Ah, you know where I'm comin' from, huh?
How old are you?
19?
Come on, now. You can be fair with me … I'm not gonna...
18?
You're too young to be in here, right?
Say, mama, why don't we get up and do a little somethin'. Don't sit around like a wallflower. Yeah. Don't look like the motherfucker don't play nothin' fast
Yeah! You groovin' now! So, lets go sit at my car awhile and get out of here. All these motherfuckers smokin' pot and weeds and shit around this motherfucker got me dizzy. Can't breathe in here. You can't either, honey. Yeah. Lets go out there and sit in the car. Come on. Get in. You can get in on the driver's side. [?]
Look, uh, I just wanna hold your hand. Just lay back and relax. That's it. Let me massage. Your … You too tight. Let me … Yeah, that's it. See how tight you are?
Baby, please. Could we just get down? Look, I know you ain't never done anything like this, but please? I mean, touching … what is touching going to do? You need love like I do
[?]. Man I use my lips on this bitch, kiss around her ears. [?] while I kiss [?]. Ahhh, you like that, huh? [?]. Remember, you got to have fun, 'cause when you're dead you're done
That's it, that's it
Damn, you still won’t open up. Bitch, give me some motherfuckin' pussy! Oh, that’s what you like! Now we groovin'!

Oh shit. Who is that at the window?
*knocking*
Hey! Hey, negro! That's my woman there I'll kill you
Bitch, why didn't you tell me you … Oh, no, not you a-motherfuckin'-'gain
Get out of there [?]
Motherfucker … Hey, man! Hey, hey. I'll kick your goddamn ass! Do you know who I am?! I am Blowfly!
I don’t care who you are, negro! come on I'll kill you
I'll beat your motherfuckin' ass … hey … no. Don't hold me baby. Don't hold me. Don't hold me. Just stand out here. I'll kick his motherfuckin' ass. [?] … Get out the way … I get you... Let me get to this motherfucker. He ain't never seen nobody [?] me. I done kicked some cracker's ass on my other LP. You know what I'd do to this [?] Cuban motherfucker
[?]. I'm a black belt in karate
Uh … What 'chu say?
I said I’m a black belt in karate negro
Oh, well, what what what what I meant was, man, was I was just teachin' her how to … uh, you know … she wanted to sing and shit, so I was just workin' [?]
[?]
Ain't no [?] to get excited and shit. [?]
[?]. That's my woman, negro! [?]
[?]. Take the money! Take the money! [?]

Cricka Q&A

Who wrote Cricka's ?

Cricka was written by Clarence Reid.

Who produced Cricka's ?

Cricka was produced by Blowfly.

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