CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Crazy Bitches
Ya
Let's talk about these crazy bitches, man
Crazy bitches
Yeah
Hot as a habanero pepper, that p*ssy good, bitch, I almost left ya
Give this girl a doctor, any doc, shit, Doctor Pepper
Ay, [?] respect, bitch you got issues (Uh huh)
I can't get this bitch to leave till I pull out a pistol
My fat hoe, all I gotta do is buy her crystals
I'll regret the day I met, I won't miss you (Ha)
Sike, I'm in love with these crazy bitches (Yea)
She tried to slit her wrist, so now this bitch got 80 stitches
They came all sweet enough again but we know they vicious
We argue every night, up at the kitchen throwing dishes
Kato, call the cops, we fighting in this nail shop (Yea)
She on some stalking shit, she popping out my mail box
She going through a niggas phone every 5 minutes
I caught her creeping in my trunk, tryna hide in it (Ha)
Damn baby, can a nigga breathe?
This bitch was standing over me with a kitchen knife when I was asleep (What the f*ck)
She paranoid, thinking I f*cked one of her friends
She giving nigga head, now I'm in love with her again
Yes, I'm the idiot
This bitch gon' probably take my life away
She can't cook, she just learnt how to use the microwave!
Knew she was crazy from the start, I should of read it
The first time we f*cked she said, "Babe, I think I'm pregnant" (What?)
Damn this bitch a headache, I'm in love with that black hoe
Head doctor she swallowed all of my tad poles
She still love you even though you act mad slow
I ain't perfect, I know I can be an asshole
But you pistachio, I think I better let her know
Bitch you loco, I can't f*ck with you, I gotta go
I got a jones for these crazy bitches
I probably end up having babies wit' ya
Know I should leave, but I'm staying wit' ya
I got a thing for these crazy bitches
I said, "Man, these bitches cra" (These bitches cra)
On my ma, this bitches cra (These bitches cra)
I ain't playing, these bitches cra (These bitches cra)
Uh, Lord, these bitches cra
Let's talk about these crazy bitches, man
Crazy bitches
Yeah
Hot as a habanero pepper, that p*ssy good, bitch, I almost left ya
Give this girl a doctor, any doc, shit, Doctor Pepper
Ay, [?] respect, bitch you got issues (Uh huh)
I can't get this bitch to leave till I pull out a pistol
My fat hoe, all I gotta do is buy her crystals
I'll regret the day I met, I won't miss you (Ha)
Sike, I'm in love with these crazy bitches (Yea)
She tried to slit her wrist, so now this bitch got 80 stitches
They came all sweet enough again but we know they vicious
We argue every night, up at the kitchen throwing dishes
Kato, call the cops, we fighting in this nail shop (Yea)
She on some stalking shit, she popping out my mail box
She going through a niggas phone every 5 minutes
I caught her creeping in my trunk, tryna hide in it (Ha)
Damn baby, can a nigga breathe?
This bitch was standing over me with a kitchen knife when I was asleep (What the f*ck)
She paranoid, thinking I f*cked one of her friends
She giving nigga head, now I'm in love with her again
Yes, I'm the idiot
This bitch gon' probably take my life away
She can't cook, she just learnt how to use the microwave!
Knew she was crazy from the start, I should of read it
The first time we f*cked she said, "Babe, I think I'm pregnant" (What?)
Damn this bitch a headache, I'm in love with that black hoe
Head doctor she swallowed all of my tad poles
She still love you even though you act mad slow
I ain't perfect, I know I can be an asshole
But you pistachio, I think I better let her know
Bitch you loco, I can't f*ck with you, I gotta go
I got a jones for these crazy bitches
I probably end up having babies wit' ya
Know I should leave, but I'm staying wit' ya
I got a thing for these crazy bitches
I said, "Man, these bitches cra" (These bitches cra)
On my ma, this bitches cra (These bitches cra)
I ain't playing, these bitches cra (These bitches cra)
Uh, Lord, these bitches cra
