Lyrics
Bitch might be crazy don't know
Pour me a four & I float
Dope straight off the coast
My ho straight off the boat
I'm there but gone by the morning
Her hair it's Ginger, it's Blonde
A pair of em twins and I'm torn
They gone go down I'm taping that performance
Make her pick her poison
Watch what you say I'll snap, slam poetry
CDG the forces
My pockets swole like ho from Norbit
He could leave no warning
Cup on purple, Barney
Made it through the storming
She want me in her stomach
She doing anything for some money
Rick Owen on my body I'm stunting
She knee, I bless the bitch like it's Sunday
See me don't need no sleep, I need funding
Deep, I'm in her sea 'til she cumming
Don't think & you gone meet you a Russian
Think cause I got cheese why she love me
Love you like my teeth but you ugly
Bitch might be crazy don't know
Pour me a four & I float
Dope straight off the coast
My ho straight off the boat
Bitch might be crazy don't know
Bitch might be crazy don't know
Bitch might be crazy don't know
Bitch might be crazy don't know
Bitch might be crazy don't know
Pour me a four & I float
Dope straight off the coast
My ho straight off the boat
I'm there but gone by the morning
Her hair it's Ginger, it's Blonde
A pair of em twins and I'm torn
They gone go down I'm taping that performance