Crazy by J.Norm Lyrics
Verse 1
Girl you straight up off ya rocker
Straight up off the goose getting looser off the vodka lucifer couldn't stop her
Mix it with the heel game , Coach, Fendi, Pradi
And she working that ass shake the green off a dollar
Maybe I'll holla, but you gotta think twice
If you ain't coming with a price, she not bouta blink twice
Shawty bout that life, not the type that you wife up
Dinner and a movie, be the only way you might touch
She listen that IGGY so she know that she FANCY
Sour attitude, real tart no candy
Sometimes she happy, most times she sassy
Up down, up down, her attitude valley
Cash, Rule, Everything, Around, Her...Wu tang
Head game vicious, nickname in-humane
That type of chick, that only worry bout them 2 things
She don't play around, in her playground is mood swings
Verse 2
She never worry about the small things she compared to
The hatred never fails, never gels, like her hair do
She get around the mind, over head...sombrero
You can lose ya brain, wizard of Oz..No scarecrow
Bird brain, sparrow, she will truth or dare ya
She hot 450 shit, juventud guerrera
Rockin Hood by Air, Chive on and Keep chill
She listen to that hood shit, K. Dot, Meek Mill
I speak real, only thing she fake is a smile on
She touch down on any fucking corner, like a pie line
Like Taw Kwon she bout Doe, flip stacks Judo
Tryna be her own BOSS, TV show, HUGO
I try to dumb it down, Jim Carey or the short bus
But shawty know the words like each page of a thesaurus
Listen to the chorus, her swag game flawless
Fergie lifestyle, everything Glam or us (Glamorous)
Verse 3
You can call me crazy, you can call me psycho
I'm coming out of philly with the craziest type flow
Never smoke the wet but I spit straight hydro
Ya boy just touched, these nuts!, no Michael
Typo, my only mistake is going easy on it
Every rapper think they money, I'm a be the audit
Meet a hornet, bringing Heat... i dont mean Alonzo Mourning
A lot are mourning, cause I came to kill shit without a warning
215 yeah, and I rep it till my death site
Will Smith, Kevin Hart, hell Lisa Left Eye
Shawty on the molly, niggas want her body
Pussy game dope, so addiction like a hobby
Damn I ain't tryna sound all commercial like
She cut from a different cloth, you can say she Persian right
The street fighter type, like Chun Li E. Honda
She like that rough stuff, like Chris Brown & Rihanna
Like Joseline & Stevie J, she never take easy way
Like Angelina Jolie she do her men the greasy way
If she could have it her way, like a fast food order
She'd be worshiped like a sun god, and walk on water
If you could give her diamonds and pearls, you'd be a prince
But if you could rule the world maybe then you get a kiss
Are you pissed?, if not your in (urine) a lifestyle worth savoring
Crazy what they call you, or maybe what they make of it
Girl you straight up off ya rocker
Straight up off the goose getting looser off the vodka lucifer couldn't stop her
Mix it with the heel game , Coach, Fendi, Pradi
And she working that ass shake the green off a dollar
Maybe I'll holla, but you gotta think twice
If you ain't coming with a price, she not bouta blink twice
Shawty bout that life, not the type that you wife up
Dinner and a movie, be the only way you might touch
She listen that IGGY so she know that she FANCY
Sour attitude, real tart no candy
Sometimes she happy, most times she sassy
Up down, up down, her attitude valley
Cash, Rule, Everything, Around, Her...Wu tang
Head game vicious, nickname in-humane
That type of chick, that only worry bout them 2 things
She don't play around, in her playground is mood swings
Verse 2
She never worry about the small things she compared to
The hatred never fails, never gels, like her hair do
She get around the mind, over head...sombrero
You can lose ya brain, wizard of Oz..No scarecrow
Bird brain, sparrow, she will truth or dare ya
She hot 450 shit, juventud guerrera
Rockin Hood by Air, Chive on and Keep chill
She listen to that hood shit, K. Dot, Meek Mill
I speak real, only thing she fake is a smile on
She touch down on any fucking corner, like a pie line
Like Taw Kwon she bout Doe, flip stacks Judo
Tryna be her own BOSS, TV show, HUGO
I try to dumb it down, Jim Carey or the short bus
But shawty know the words like each page of a thesaurus
Listen to the chorus, her swag game flawless
Fergie lifestyle, everything Glam or us (Glamorous)
Verse 3
You can call me crazy, you can call me psycho
I'm coming out of philly with the craziest type flow
Never smoke the wet but I spit straight hydro
Ya boy just touched, these nuts!, no Michael
Typo, my only mistake is going easy on it
Every rapper think they money, I'm a be the audit
Meet a hornet, bringing Heat... i dont mean Alonzo Mourning
A lot are mourning, cause I came to kill shit without a warning
215 yeah, and I rep it till my death site
Will Smith, Kevin Hart, hell Lisa Left Eye
Shawty on the molly, niggas want her body
Pussy game dope, so addiction like a hobby
Damn I ain't tryna sound all commercial like
She cut from a different cloth, you can say she Persian right
The street fighter type, like Chun Li E. Honda
She like that rough stuff, like Chris Brown & Rihanna
Like Joseline & Stevie J, she never take easy way
Like Angelina Jolie she do her men the greasy way
If she could have it her way, like a fast food order
She'd be worshiped like a sun god, and walk on water
If you could give her diamonds and pearls, you'd be a prince
But if you could rule the world maybe then you get a kiss
Are you pissed?, if not your in (urine) a lifestyle worth savoring
Crazy what they call you, or maybe what they make of it