lyrics
Verse 1: [Syakir]
Crazy crazy crazy I'm the illest bitches baby killin'
goons and all you suckas make them haters soft like pussy
Imma beast so please excuse me, I'll be Flippin' call me Juicy,
This song is all about you (haters on Youtube), Make your daddy screaming Whoppie!
Bitch get off my camera screen, Bitchin' like a trampoline
you the reason why your wifey whinnin like a slut machine
A to the B to the C to the D,
crowd go wild got their eyes on me, put you in a ward like a virgin on vasectomy,
Cold blooded, dark twisted than your fantasy, you not the realest but a retard
in your family tree, Yeah, this shit is gettin' louder where you tities at?
Im Sexy and you know it
Verse 2: [Frizzay]
16? I had it potted, it's time now, I get it sorted for another round.
I ain't no gold in the pot, Make em go leprechaun, Go head snap a shot.
Blow your Canon off top, I smell the hater vapor,
Right up in your elevator, I'm at the peak bitch,
You could elevate it later, Don't brag it if you dread it
Just swipe it off your credit, Find needles in my pay cheque
They call me an addict, Imma go with flow with the logo
Go write it on my chest. Imma "Solo Dolo" and Kudi won't know
Imma go tell em as well , Tilll I'm gone, they carry on
For the fact that I have, Nike MAG on my feet.
I'll be mad if I didn't, Heli vac off the scene
I'll be back on the track , To intervene, I'm gone.
Cause im on serious bitch, You've seen my Tisa Vision?
Clearer than it is, no astigmatism, Shits is 20/20.
Not the news magazine.
I'm still FreshMadeSoldOut
You know what it is.
credits
released January 25, 2012
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