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Yeah, haha Did that crazy shit, uh Did that crazy shit, yeah Did that crazy shit 2-17 on the track, man Too much cash, too much swag, I got plenty hoes She got ass, she got ass, they some friendly hoes And she bad, and she bad, and her friend a hoe And her man can't get mad cos' she wit' it doe' Tell her blindfold, she's a centerfold Them some ditty hoe, they drink Henny hoe Go to college and they pop it, they're too many hoe You know them city hoes, well not really though Out the city, eat at Venice, stay by lenience hoes Let me finish though, want 'bout 10 a show I got plenty shows, I got plenty hoes Hot as stove, whip the floor up like a bene bowl Did that crazy shit, uh Did that crazy shit, yeah Did that crazy shit, yeah Did that crazy shit Did that crazy shit, uh Did that crazy shit, yeah Did that crazy shit, yeah (yeah) Did that crazy shit (brra) My life crazy, yo, ay Shout-out haters though, yeah Oldheads think they know me, no I'm so rich like why you mad? My time now, your shit just passed Need a pass, you cannot get into where I'm at Brr, brr, brr, ay Got the bag, when my family ask, I send them racks In the 8, yeah I fucked that bih' like she my bae Ooh, okay, go and hate, but I'm still gon' stay Ooh, okay, go and hate, but I'm still gon' stay Ooh they mad cos' I say what I really think Ooh they mad cos' I say what I really think Made them mad cos' I'm up and they both just sing Made them mad cos' I'm up and they both the same Did that crazy shit, uh Did that crazy shit, yeah Did that crazy shit, yeah Did that crazy shit Did that crazy shit, uh Did that crazy shit, yeah Did that crazy shit, yeah Did that crazy shit
Writer(s): Nosakhere Andrews, Nicholas Leanos, Kazarion Fowler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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