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People think I'm
But I you 'cause you crazy too
(Radio Killa!)

Red light special, undress me under the candle
up in this bidness
Watch me do all of them you like
I'm ready to go, ready to like Grammy night
In the back of that
bob, and Angeline

All you do, is the say the word
And I'll be right on ya
All you gotta do, is the say the
And be right there for ya

Do this while I do that, we good tru dat
Come on baby be you, get on it I see you
Turn up, all the way to the
Burn up, till you ain't got no
On my phone, hear it
Talkin' you gon' kill it
Beat it up, I black out
Cash out, out

I that
Sexy (Ratchet) (Ratchet)
black leather
When it's hot outside in the summer (Ratchet)
She need that (Ratchet)
to cock back (Ratchet)
That top in December, or mid winter (Ratchet)

Turnt up, turnt up, up, boy
Turnt up, up, turnt up, boy
Loving you do
Baby I'm in love you
Turnt up, turnt up, up, boy
Turnt up, turnt up, up, boy
think I'm crazy
But I love you you crazy too

You're my light special
She than a flame tonight
up in this ho
And watch her do all the I like
Say you the why
All of these rap niggas singing
She you the reason why
All of these girls got babies
All you do is say what's happening
And I'll be right there
All you gotta do is say what's
And I'll be right shorty
On the phone
Siri, I told you I was kill it
Got my all on that jelly
Where at? Where Kelly?

I that
(Ratchet) Sophisticated (Ratchet)
That leather
When hot outside in the summer time (Ratchet)
She need that (Ratchet)
to cock back (Ratchet)
That top in December, or mid winter (Ratchet)

Turnt up, turnt up, up, boy
Turnt up, turnt up, up, boy
Loving you do
Baby I'm in love you
Turnt up, turnt up, up, boy
Turnt up, turnt up, up, boy
People I'm crazy
But I love you you crazy too

Got a picnic my automo
Pull up, blow the "Girl we gotta go"
You out lookin' like a Pot 'o Gold
Now they tryna cramp our style, Horse
I'm like "What's yo What's yo phone number?"
I that thang woah, Manslaughter
You so man I ain't flexin'
Shorty I'll your bath water
are my loafers
Got my loafers on the
And I'm out the bottle
Man I'm gonna a bib
like a kid, tell you what it is
Tell you where to go, man I tell you I did
You ain't it, you get kicked out
I don't bring to my beach house
And your body be anticipated
it already done leaked out

I need
Sexy (Ratchet) (Ratchet)
That black
it's hot outside in the summer time (Ratchet)
I that cocky (Ratchet)
to cock back (Ratchet)
That top in December, or mid winter (Ratchet)

Turnt up, up, turnt up, boy
up, turnt up, turnt up, boy
Loving you do
Baby I'm in love you
Turnt up, turnt up, up, boy
Turnt up, up, turnt up, boy
People I'm crazy
But I love you 'cause you too