CRAZY.

J

Somethin' to think about

(just a fling) Drums!
(just a fling) Ha ha
Hot beat, clap (aye)
Hot beat, clap, yo

They call me J, I think im crazy-aze-ay
I rock this shit like it's the eighty-eighty-eighty-eighties
They call me J, I think im crazy-aze-ay
I rock this shit like it's the eighties (i ro-)
(i rock this shit like it's the-)

Ferris Bueller with the swagger
Ladies love me, young David Duchovny
Ex's want me, hard to got me
Page the operator, slay like Buffy
Cruel intentions, I know what you copy
Roger that, Houston we got problems
'99 like forgot about me
Highly doubt you other rappers 'bout it
Don't catch me hangin' no Tatum Riley
Shit, i find this so damn exciting
Where you hiding? (um)
Glitter eyelids make me stand out
Like Rick James hella coked out, slow down
Whoa now, nelly! (nelly)
Petroleum jelly on the neck
Now aim very steady for the check
No shit, I don't use protection
Catch me if you can
No Christopher Walken (that's a good ad-lib right there)

Like the risen flow, Even Daisy knows
The new Duke's look crazy, do you feel me, ho?
Do not lie, yeah bitch, yeah you probably don't
They don't know I know, stay ahead and go
I'm too good, too fly, and I don't know why
End of my world's coming, think I'm gonna cry
New beats so keen, so popular
Yeah, she got me seeing tits through binoculars (yo)

They call me J, I think im crazy-aze-ay
I rock this shit like it's the eighty-eighty-eighty-eighties
They call me J, I think im crazy-aze-ay
I rock this shit like it's the eighties (i ro-)
(i rock this shit like it's the-)

90, hunnid, one thou'
Everything that I make is good, no calm down
One blouse to the next one like OJ speeding down the freeway
Hands on the next girl like Hal
I go crazy like the homes of old ladies
Tryna get it up with me? motherfucker's legs failing
Tryna get a punch at me? Skinny ass limbs flailing
Hannibal, bite your dick off and leave your balls dangling
I got contacts like Hopsin gimmicks
Nude, dribble on my balls like Scottie Pippen
Wanna try to rap beef then I'm prolly busy
Two chicks in my bed forming line of scrimmage, aye
I'm in her snatch, Harry Potter quidditch
Hype boys smoke pot while I fuck they bitches
Make noise like Peter tryna ward off Venom
Ya'll watch imma spaz like Hellen Keller

They call me J, I think im crazy-aze-ay
I rock this shit like it's the eighty-eighty-eighty-eighties
They call me J, I think im crazy-aze-ay
I rock this shit like it's the eighties (i ro-)
(rock this shit like it's the-)

(aim yo shit now)
(crash yo whip now)
(air that shit out)
(let yo shit out)
(aim yo shit now)
(crash yo whip now)
(air that shit out)
(air that shit out, stanky ho)



Credits
Writer(s): Derrick Duguay, Kevin Gibbs
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