Lyrics:
to make it
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm
for his pesos
If you say so's, then I'm the same chick
That you wanna get with, lick up in my twat
Gotta hit the spot, if not don't test the poom
for his pesos
If you say so's, then I'm the same chick
That you wanna get with, lick up in my twat
Gotta hit the spot, if not don't test the poom
go crazy
Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, girl go crazy
I ain't givin' no one credit to the shit that I done built
I'm hunted by the ghost of all
niggas ain't cut for real
I don't got no sense, ay
This shit soul sending
Y'all know I don't listen
I wish I had peace
Most of y'all too privileged
but all they crazy fans
Think it’s cool to have a kid after another
With no need for dad, or money
Think it’s crazy funny
How its brain dead individuals
no money I ain't even trynna link
Gotta get the dolla for I even gotta speak
Real talk boy getting it in all week no cap
Thank god all of the nights
Wondering if I can be the one for you maybe
Talking every day gets me thinking that we're good
It's crazy, I used to think if I even should
Or could
I mean
it
Smokin' like Jamaican, on some real
Dance with me before I leave ('fore I leave)
You know you got a nigga fucking crazy
(Crazy for your love, crazy
even pillow talked to bitches to make them use him for his cake (Bitch)
Niggas really ain't that real Randy hurting by hisself (What)
He had his back up
From Tahiti to the Mid-Atlantic
Probable cause to get hit shit
Niggas best get physically and mentally fit
Show ya hoe I ignore for real and I can
your crazy so crazy (Take me to the moon)
Think you've lost your senses senses senses senses (Whoah-oh)
Ouuu (x12)
If I want it I'll get it babe
I'm
Sick of materialistic shit
And that egotistic bitch
It's all so
Sophisticated
And it's driving me
So crazy
I can't tell what's real no mo
Hand in
light the grill
(give it up, get it up)
All my dogs invited so you got to keep it real
[Silkk The Shocker/(Snoop Dogg)]
Now I used to be
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
through like a boss, better trust
I'ma give you that hit, hit
I know I'm laid back
And you're a racetrack
So quit the talkin', get to walkin
Girl, let's
and that's all they will ever show
So the ones in the West will never move east and feel they could be at home
Get tricked by the Beast but where them gon'
Tryin' to make it, but never ever will
But never ever will because niggas is like, we out here naked
Always by ourself, though
Hit the blunt so I can get
cuz I'm not a ho
But I know what I got you can't handle though
Cuz only real niggas (wha)
You don't know
So what you gon' do
What you gonna do
and take a Soul Stride
Coming at you live with a crazy pace
Gonna get myself all up in your face
If you don't have a listen give me a chance
Cut wild
couldn't taste it last night
Lost my taste and my smell, I got Omarion
Me and Dr. Fauci went to Crazy Girls and then we got our party on
So fee-fi-fum,
divide)
The time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, ha yeah
I know you'd like to think your shit don't
me lil' twist and it drove 'em crazy (crazy)
Then I couldn't get no job
'Cause corporate wouldn't hire no dreadlocks
Then I thought about my dogs
me lil' twist and it drove 'em crazy (crazy)
Then I couldn't get no job
'Cause corporate wouldn't hire no dreadlocks
Then I thought about my dogs
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