Bytchez Is Crazy
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Inayah Lamis Nigga
You gon make me fuck up all your shit (Do the fool)
Tellin' me to chill (Fuck is you)
It's been a week since he hit my line (That ain't cool)
Even passed by your mama house (Like where are you)
Keep tellin' me I'm crazy
Well it's your fault
Know you seen the missed calls on your call log
You make me trip but you be Blaming me
You Full of shit it's obvious to see
But I keep Fucking you cause i lah the D
Can't get enough he got a hold on me
Leave him alone - Bitch I can't do that
That nigga ain't shit - Well Bitch I knew that
I just packed a bag on my way to his house
Talkin' all that shit I was just runnin' my mouth
Let him play the field this pussy a touch down
Then forget why I be mad whenever he down south
You gon' make me fuck up all your shit (Do the fool)
Tellin' me to chill (Fuck is you)
It's been a week since he hit my line (That ain't cool)
Even passed by your mama house (Like where are you)
I flattened all your tyres
Put your clothes on the kerb
Gave your shoes to my dog
And put bleach on all your shirts
Know you love your shoes
So I hit you where it hurts
Better find a ride or you gon be late for work
Now he cussin' me out
Tellin' me that he finished
He say I'm too crazy
He knew that from the beginnin'
And when you try to leave I'mma shut this Bitch down
Just a little upset in a minute he'll calm down
We do this all the time my baby you come around
Like it better when he mad then I pull his pants off
Know you seen the missed calls on your call log
He keep tellin' me I'm crazy well it's your fault
You gon' make me Fuck up all your shit (Do the fool)
Tellin' me to chill (fuck is you)
It's been a week since he hit my line (That ain't cool)
Even passed by your mama house (Like where are you)
Mm mm see I'm not callin' your phone no more
This is the last time I'mma call you
Cause I know you see my name poppin' up on your screen
I miss you
Ok I'm sorry for yellin' baby
You know I'm crazy
Love you
Byeeae