Crazy Girl Lyrics - Food For Thought - Young Rome

It's only right that I'm killin' it 

Homey, put yo hands up if you feelin' it 

(Hip, hip, hooray) 

Ladies, freeze when I say so 

Stick yo booty out just a lickle bit [unverified] 

Man, I'm up in the club crunkin' the usual 

Some of dese fat chicks is bootyful, oops, I mean beautiful 

Ass so cutical, make yo booty clap girl, you so musical 

(Let the music work yo booty now) 

And a back braids out grippin' a big glass of yack 

You didn't chip in on dis pass it back 

Yous a super hero, girl, bag it back 

Man, I keep the clug action packed 

Ballas flossin' throw up ya stacks 

(Throw it up) 

But no 10's and 20's, 100's or betta 

He hoggin' for cheddar, its ya homey 

Rome, I'm the trend setta 

You crazy girl, you hips, yo thigh is crazy girl 

(Push upon me girl) 

Don't play me, girl, yous a tease 

And it's makin' me crazy girl 

(Wind de top) 

You crazy girl, yo hips, yo thigh is crazy girl 

(Push upon me girl) 

Show me ya G-String, show me ya G-String 

Show me ya G-String, show me ya G-String 

It's sick when they see the way I hop out the range 

And I let my chain swang like an arangatang 

Shawty wanna [unverified] for a little change 

Holla for a dolla, now bounce like an Impala 

Homey, if you got a drink put yo glass up 

Now take a little swolla, the san hacineo 

But I make the whole show bark like a rot wilda 

(Roo, roo, roo, roo) 

Man, I'm a young pimp 

I don't want yo wife in addition to yo daughter, holla 

Sip on dat fine wata, I'm am party till tomara 

Shawty good in feni, hotta in Prada, hotta den lava 

Sweeter den java, hatas [unverified] 'cuz dey mad I got her 

And she off the rocka pass the vodka 

You crazy girl, you hips, yo thigh is crazy girl 

(Push upon me girl) 

Don't play me girl yous a tease 

And it's makin' me crazy girl 

(Wind de top) 

You crazy girl, yo hips, yo thigh is crazy girl 

(Push upon me girl) 

Show me ya G-String, show me ya G-String 

Show me ya G-String, show me ya G-String 

Now you know you got too much booty 

For that little mini skirt, take it off 

And I can taste yo lip gloss, baby 

Yo body is so damn soft 

You know you got too much money 

Sittin' on dem 22 inch spinnin' 

It's getting hot in here tonight 

Can I come home witchu? 

Niggas in the hood don't wanna see me last 

I'm tryna get my life together, please don't laugh 

Chicks chase the humma when dey see me pass 

Crack the concrete when the CD blast 

Tracks to E Class anytime I [unverified] 

Wood grain dash magnate to cash 

Young pimp, I'm a magnet to ass 

Push it 'pon me, girl damn, you so fast 

You crazy girl, you hips, yo thigh is crazy girl 

(Push upon me girl) 

Don't play me girl yous a tease 

And it's makin' me crazy girl 

(Wind de top) 

You crazy girl, yo hips, yo thigh is crazy girl 

(Push upon me girl) 

Show me ya G-String, show me ya G-String 

Show me ya G-String, show me ya G-String 

You crazy girl, you hips, yo thigh is crazy girl 

(Push upon me girl) 

Don't play me girl yous a tease 

And it's makin' me crazy girl 

(Wind de top) 

You crazy girl, yo hips, yo thigh is crazy girl 

(Push upon me girl) 

Show me ya G-String, show me ya G-String 

Show me ya G-String, show me ya G-String