Oh baby baby I'm crazy for you. Are you still crazy fo me? Cause Baby I love you. I don't think you love me. I still
Übersetzung: Baby Bash. Crazy For You.
right bitch, pull out his kite from this white bitch {"one"} Talkin bout, "Dear Ghost, you the only nigga I know like when the cops come, you never hide
you thinkin) feel like she let go (it's what you thinkin) you never get no [x3:] (it's what you thinkin) [Verse 2:] she know you barely make it, we got
(chorus) she got a caramel round round brown, make me go crazy when she come around baby yous my butta cup ohh i got a sweet tooth, baby yous my butta
mama for a little walk along the pier. baby, don't cry honey, don't get the wrong idea, mama's too sleepy to hear you screamin' in her ear, that's why you
you Your da-da will always be here for you Your da-da's always gonna love you Remember that If you ever need me I will always be here for you If you
m crazy Catch me hittin your lady in my Mercedes Bird on your baby, fuck you I'm keepin it gravy L.O.X. hold the hammers Like we waitin for screws With
all niggaz get the fuck out the room, G! Straight up! Sipping on that bullshit Budweiser! Nah'mean yo.. what? Fuck you too nigga! 'Kind of pants you got
grass Stash the right bitch pull out his kite from this white bitch Talkin' 'bout dear ghost, you the only nigga I know Like when the cops come, you
niggaz get the fuck out the room, G! Straight up! Sipping on that bullshit Budweiser! Nah'mean yo.. what? Fuck you too nigga! 'Kind of pants you got
product of Sha-nae-nae and Patrick Ewing havin' a baby (Damn Travis you crazy) Nah just a little misunderstood I got the planet in confusion, for the
up with you? Oh no not him again He'll be rollin' with them crazy ass Mexicans Baby Bash you a fool on the cool I'm just sayin' though You keeps it real
a-bang-a-bang And I'll be right behind you with my dang-a-lang-a-lang Now giggle it baby Go ahead baby You already kno that I'm so crazy And I'm a give
be kind of hard to ignore Because of my image, I might call you a whore You know my image as a pimp, it can be hard to accept, You gotta be open for
role But I can't see that option, it's all I know Say I'm, Pollo Loco, but I'm crazy for the chicken Tryin' to get my hands on you, and the beef get
for real ...baby bash..yo.. frankie j.... obession) But its early in the mornin And my heart is feeling lonely just thinking bout my baby got me twisted
can be your other half baby I'm your soulmate I can keep you cozy 'cause you know that you my shorty Seems like you then only real one who really know
