Crooked I - Crazy Ho lyrics

[Intro:] You know if I could sing man I'd be on some gangsta sh** with my sh** man I'd be on some sh** like some ghetto gutta sh** I need all you crooners to listen up I need R. Kelly and Usher to get on my level You know what I'm saying f** with me on this one [Verse:] I'm always in the streets tryin' to get my dough I don't give a f** about a crazy Ho-o-o Not a crazy ho, Not a crazy ho (Me neither n***a) Met a thick b**h at the club Rio With a big a** like Buffie next thing you know-ow-ow I got a crazy ho, got a crazy ho (How you know she crazy, how you know?) Cause I was in the hood tryin' to get my mail She called me straight trippin' on my god damn Ce-e-ell You crazy a** female, crazy a** female (Ha Ha Ha, I told you n***a! I told you!) We only been f**in' for ten days You already b**h about my hustling wa-a-ays Shorty what the hell, shorty what the hell (Cash over b**hes, man, C.O.B.) You like the presidential suite (I told ya!) You like that Benz or Fe (Ha Ha I told ya!) I take ya nice places to eat (Yeah!) Buy you lingerie to skeet-skeet-skeet No ho before my cash All I wanted to do was doggy style that big ol' a** Sorry it did not last If you thought it would then your higher than the price of gas [Outtake:] I told you man, these b**hes be trippin' man They want all the motherf**ing money All the motherf**ing trips to Cancun and sh** But they don't want a n***a hustlin' They wanna lay up under a n***a every single second, man Listen Ma, I can't lay up under you every second I got business to handle, I thought you knew, C.O.B Conducting Organized Business, Cash Over b**hes! And that's just the way the story go Ay, Ginuwine make your comeback n***a, get on this level Call them n***as at BMI and tell them I'm available for songwriting R&B song writing that is