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

Red special, undress me under the candle light
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 gotta do, is the say the
And be right there on ya
All you do, is the say the word
And I'll be right for ya

Do this while I do that, we like 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, let's it
Talkin' bout you kill it
it up, until I black out
Cash out, out

I that
(Ratchet) Sophisticated (Ratchet)
That leather
When it's hot outside in the time (Ratchet)
She need cocky (Ratchet)
Ready to cock (Ratchet)
drop top in December, or mid winter (Ratchet)

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

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

I need
(Ratchet) Sophisticated (Ratchet)
That black
When it's hot in the summer time (Ratchet)
She that cocky (Ratchet)
Ready to back (Ratchet)
That drop top in December, or mid (Ratchet)

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

Got a picnic table my
Pull up, the horn "Girl we gotta go"
You come out lookin' like a Pot 'o
Now they cramp our style, Charley Horse
I'm like "What's yo name? What's yo number?"
I kill that woah, Manslaughter
You so sexy man I flexin'
I'll drink your bath water
Ferragamo's are my
Got my loafers on the
And I'm out the bottle
Man I'm gonna a bib
Lookin' a kid, tell you what it is
Tell you to go, man I tell you what I did
You ain't kickin' it, you get out
I bring sand to my beach house
And your body be anticipated
it already done leaked out

I that
(Ratchet) Sophisticated (Ratchet)
That leather
When it's hot outside in the summer (Ratchet)
I need cocky (Ratchet)
Ready to back (Ratchet)
drop top in December, or mid winter (Ratchet)

Turnt up, turnt up, up, boy
Turnt up, turnt up, up, boy
everything 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 you crazy too