Lyrics:
girl to be?
I'm gonna get out of school work in some factory
Work all the hours God gave me get myself a little easy money
Now, now, now na na
Her
affectionately.
And she says
Hey, hey. Won't you take me over the line?
And I say
Hey, hey, Got the method? I got the time.
And if you stay-ay.
We can practice
from above
And some people don't even really know what they doin', Goddamn
I mean, can you feel this, can you feel the vibe
Can you feel the zone?
Let the rhythm hit 'em
I'm the arsenal, I got artillery, lyrics of ammo
Rounds of rhythm, then I'm 'a give 'em piano
Bring a bullet-proof vest,
what people say
We got it going on
Who cares about what they think
(Shake your body to the rhythm)
We are the number one
(If it drives you crazy
girl so thorough she been with me from the start
Hid my drugs from the NARC's, hid my guns by the parts
I got this model chick that don't cook or clean
eyes
When I ride it's a murderous rhythm
And outside became pitch black
A demon glued to my back whispering, "Get 'em"
I got 'em, and I ain't give
these rings I acquired by myself
yeah
She's so crazy
My girl, crazy (crazy, crazy)
See my lady (she so crazy)
She so crazy
She my baby (she so
Wanted it all, wanted it all, I got it
Wanted it all, wanted it all, I got it
Wanted it all, wanted it all, I got it
Wanted it all, wanted it all, I
that it's heavy
But I'll pay someone to grab it, for me, yeah"
I know I got a lot of baggage
Full of Chanels and Tiffany's and broken hearts, girl
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
Yeah, on some real shit bebe
And you the realest baby girl
And I don't wanna leave
So dance with me, yeah baby girl
You got me crazy
But shit, the rythm
gots my own style
Top reppin' the crowd, boy from up town, baby
Yo this is the homie thanks to the incredible
Resumey plus I make it edible like
don't know karate, but I know crazy
You'd better ask somebody
And when I do dirt, jerk
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
[Yo-Yo]
I'm the type of girl
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
crazy, codeine crazy
Codeine crazy, codeine crazy
All this motherfucking money got me codeine crazy
You thought I forgot about us?
I know that you
commitment's what I'm thinking of
You wouldn't get this from any other girl
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you
and we fought, we laugh and we cry
Told the truth and we lie
You be good to me, i'll be good to you
Anything you want, anything you do
I got my eyes
a crazy kind of love
Two-Three-Four
Aaaahh-Way
Lack-of-nookies-got-me!
Aaaaahh-Way
Come-on-I-wanna-lay-ya!
Aaaaahh-Way
You got to find yourself a crazy
just because you know
I got it it's because of me that
We're eating right up in this bitch don't
Stretch it by asking for a lawyer
And shit" That's
your heart and hope to die, please don't poke me in the eye
I know a girl from Potter's Bar got eaten by her living bra
I said Baby, oh baby. Surround
don't extend 'em
Now we ain't got shit to give 'em, okay, I found my rhythm
They be like, "Jack go get 'em," okay, I'm 'bout to get 'em
My haters keep
I got judge Judy
The booty looking so bougie
I’m a different type a rookie get nookie lookie you following
Everybody who hollering in cum you
to
Give you the world, you amazing to me
And it's crazy to say, falling for you Cause girl, I wanna stay with you
Dancing like we're fools, lovers in
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