Crittin' Down to Baba's

He is so hungry
Ain't got no money

I'll take you on a trip
we're going 'round the way
I'm crittin' down to Baba's
I don't care what you say
Give the dude the order and lean up on the wall
Strawberry or Apple, Lemonade, they got it all
The music's always bumpin' and the dudes are always there
The fryer's always going and the peoples just stare
Some people are rich, and others are poor
They all pick up their fish, and walk up out the door

He is so hungry
Ain't got no money

We gotta go soon, I've been waiting all afternoon
There's no time to be clever - fuck it dude, I say whatever
Scrape some change together, its only $2.45
When we crittin down to Baba's hope we make it back alive
Put some hot sauce on them fries, say "what's up?" to all the guys
Just got back from Baba's, there's a sparkle in your eyes
And now I feel fine, no more food on my mind
Boy, you better buy a breath mint with that last dime.

He is so hungry
Ain't got no money

When you need somewhere to have a break
Maybe a little lemonade and a smile
We'll see you down at Baba's
We're Crittin' down at Baba's

I'm going out to lunch
I haven't left all day
I'm crittin' down at Baba's
I'm crittin' down to Baba's
I need a little peace
There's fortune in that grease
I'll see you down at Baba"s
Pick me up some wings
and maybe a side of rings
Do they got that shit at Baba's?
Its Always Hot at Baba's
Saw you comin' out the Lounge
Didn't know that you was down
With them dudes down at Babas
Its always Hot at Baba's
I'll see you down at Baba's
Yo we crittin down to Baba's

(That's right)
Feels so good
(That's right, breathe it in)
To get a little air in ya system.
(breathe it in)

He is so hungry
Ain't got no money



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Powell, Griffin Rodriguez
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