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letra de crazy - white john

[intro]
yes, sir, white john, the one and only
mr. f-ck-lapd, mr. f-ck-’em-f-ck’-em
mackk & co. rookie of the year
b-tch, you know what the f-ck goin’ on, stop playin’ with me
i’m pourin’ eights of wock’, eights of red, poppin’ big m-30s, b-tch
your bity could never, b-tch
k!ll it, b-tch, f-ck ’em (b-tch)
f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em (b-tch, b-tch, have you ever sat in that gurb?)

[chorus]
have you ever sat in that cell and your b-tch don’t answer that phone?
dawg, it drive you crazy
and you barely make bail, and they ridin’ your d-ck once you home
dawg, that sh-t is crazy
yeah, you know i’m the white gurb
i got d-ck to make a crip b-tch brazy
i’m addicted to the molly gurbs
i done popped so many pills that i done went brazy
have you ever sat in that cell and your b-tch don’t answer that phone?
dawg, it drive you crazy
and you barely make bail, and they ridin’ your d-ck once you home
dawg, that sh-t is crazy
yeah, you know i’m the white gurb
i got d-ck to make a crip b-tch brazy
i’m addicted to the molly gurbs
i done popped so many pills that i done went brazy

[verse 1]
alexander w-ng, helmut lang, and a bb
even though i’m a gurb, she like cc
my b-tch a stallion, big ass titties, double dds
‘member the day when me and tuck was poppin’ zzs
we still out juggin’, finaglin’, and countin’ bing-bing
shootin’ my shot, if her man trippin’, shoot her bd
vvss, s-classes, and the seats bleed
baby, please don’t judge me off what my tweets read
we f-ck on her period if you was wonderin’ why her sheets bleedin’
maxin’ her cc and i’m f-ckin’ on her tt
think you trippin’, i’m trippin’ harder, f-ck a peace treaty
i’m rollin’, these mollies bangin’ harder than chief keef (have you ever sat in that gurb?)

[verse 2]
b-tch, it’s the white gurb, quick to make a crip b-tch brazy
i make my own dope, but ho b-tches still pay me
i ain’t superman, h-ll nah, i can’t save you
onlyfans ass b-tch, you lazy
i’m poppin’, hollow tips hit like a rocket
beverly center, don’t trip, b-tch, i got it
91 premium, i ain’t stoppin’
shout out swaye, az cult, b-tch, we locked in
crips love me, if you trippin’, they ain’t havin’ it
been poppin’, been f-ckin’ bms, been havin’ it
ain’t no guns in the county jail, i’m stabbin’ sh-t
i’m finna beat my b-tch ass, she ain’t answerin’ (have you ever sat in that gurb?)

[outro]
dawg, it’s crazy
i’m the white gurb
make the b-tch brazy
off the molly, off the molly

- white john

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