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stacy money – crazy lyrics

[hook]
how could i forget, forget about ya?
girl i go crazy in the head when im without ya
got a lil pint on me sip slow
smokin gas baby close the windows
n-gg- why you actin like a b-tch for?
[?]
big glick and it got one in the head
touchdown n-gg- im sippin on red
f-ckin this b-tch and im f-ckin her friend
countin up bands, countin in a benz
my b-tch a 10 she dont take xans
hold up, call on my bro
he got a 4 we about to score
bust down wrist watch, only f-ck thick thots

[verse]
b-tch stop callin you makin my sh-t hot
im gettin money these n-gg-s gettin pit stop
benz truck pull over made a lil pit stop
imma f-ck with none of these n-gg-s they criss cross
you should go up to a bridge and jump
countin up straight blues imma hurt my thumb
think stacy ain’t gettin no money? you dumb
big racks but i tell the hoe i ain’t got none
hol up
sp-ceship, m6 like a sp-ceship
if i ain’t got racks imma take some racks
ill go the hard way just to make some cash
f-ck with the gang its gonna be a stick up
hit it from the back imma pick your b-tch up
dont make me mad imma have to go pick that cat up
got a frosty hoe and she be on point
pop me a perc and im sippin on codeine
pour up a 4 and these n-gg-s dont know me
im lookin good hoes lookin
big blue xan got a n-gg- cookin
play with the racks im playin with her p-ssy
im with my young n-gg-s they be catchin racks
she use her tongue when she givin neck

- stacy money lyrics

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