Usumusu, Aslai — Go Crazy
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Money, money
Count em’ hundreds
You ain’t get my money, money
Bitch, you ain’t get my money, money
Boy you ain’t count em’ hundreds
Bitch, you ain’t get my money, money
Pussy boy got this fuck shit talking
Salute me on the front door
«Hold up mamiyana»
Two times, two bitches — two thotianas
Spinning them on my dick like on the propeller
Who hottest out here, I can tell em’
Who hottest out here, I can tell em’
Calling me coach, calling me a teacher
I tell em’ (I tell em’)
I’m ain’t fuck with no Spanish lingo boy
I’m from Russia, I’m ain’t know Spanish lingo boy
I’m UsuMusu
I’m fuck only models of the top game
I’m on the cocaine
Meh, I know she know I’m rider
I got roses for my wife, but i fuck another bitch
Popular rapper in the city, boy, fuck that shit
Poppin’ molly every day, meh, i got a sippin’ water
Where i going? (What?)
Nobody don’t know it («I know it»)
And again, and again
Back to the broke days, starting from the new game
Life is a strange
Couple-rouble came fat bitch you ain’t on my lane
We go to crazy (Woo, woo)
We go to crazy (Woo, woo)
We go to crazy (Woo, yeah)
We go to crazy
Bitch, you ain’t get my money, money
Boy you ain’t count em’ hundreds
Bitch, you ain’t get my money, money
Pussy boy got this fuck shit talking
Turn the shit up, when i say so, uh
Run click up, when i say so, yeah
Shooters wanna hold em’ fucking things up
When i say so, when i say so, yeah
Guess who gang-bang
And bang again, I just a say so
Ride around the block, meh, i just looking for some hoes’
I got money in the pocket, meh, is all about the blow
Feel me I’m so kindness but the coco’ on the stove
Damn, meh, i fell in love with diamonds
How can i ever let em’ go
This bitch wanna touch my wrist
She’ll be shining with my on
Baby I’ll be miss ya, until this check i prove it
I gotta do, i gotta move it
Shooters in a coupe
I gotta shoot, i gotta move
I gotta rob you too
I’ll ima shoot ya with extendo
You and you
And again, and again
Back to the broke days, starting from the new game
Life is a strange
Couple-rouble came fat bitch you ain’t on my lane
We go to crazy (Woo, woo)
We go to crazy (Woo, woo)
We go to crazy (Woo, yeah)
We go to crazy
Bitch, you ain’t get my money, money
Boy you ain’t count em’ hundreds
Bitch, you ain’t get my money, money
Pussy boy got this fuck shit talking
Money, money
You ain’t count em’ hundreds, hundreds
Pussy boy got this fuck shit talking
