Kid Ink feat. Eric Bellinger - Fresh | Текст песни

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• Kid Ink feat. Eric Bellinger
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Okay baby, outfit crazy, outfit crazy, outfit crazy,
Crazy, crazy.
Okay baby, outfit crazy, outfit crazy, outfit crazy,
You know I’m crazy, crazy.

Okay baby, outfit crazy,
Make a nigger change clubs just like Jay-Z
Getting over here, yeah, everything gravy,
Alumni rapping, you bar jayvee.
Uh, pass that, she’s like a lab rat,
New kicks, new chick, I won’t ever back down,
Eyes on me, got me staying like what’s that
Feeling like the shit, put a finger to your moustache.
Okay baby, outfit crazy, see you running out, I got a bush like gravy
Self named nigger, so you can never make me,
I don’t need a style everytime you see me.

Okay baby, outfit crazy, outfit crazy, outfit crazy,
Crazy, crazy,
Okay baby, outfit crazy, outfit crazy, outfit crazy,
You know I’m crazy, crazy.

Okay baby, outfit crazy, I don’t do much, make you nigger look lazy,
Take a picture then frame it like banksee,
On the blind side where everything you ain’t seen.
Ball like tooth cane, close the passport, straight from the UK.
Gucci tax free, Louie V tax free, where they do that ass, swear you nigger swaky
Okay baby, outfit crazy, even in the dark is clear like HD.
Class nigger running through the city like it’s safe,
Need a pair of wings, ‘cause every time you see me I’m

Okay baby, outfit crazy, outfit crazy, outfit crazy,
Crazy, crazy,
Okay baby, outfit crazy, outfit crazy, outfit crazy,
You know I’m crazy, crazy.

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