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Mercedes Crazy Bout Ya

February 15th, Stunna, hows the day? Now if you believe, like I believe we can get to the mountain top We can achieve what Martin was talkin' bout Whats all the barkin' bout

You got me goin crazy, know'wha'imsayin? Im bout to lose my muthafuckin mind Ha ha ha ha Ill bet ya what I bet ya cant count the karrots on that ring

razor buck 50,cafeteria,slamming shit in niggas face,going crazy, slicing c-o's,decking niggas,lights out niggas,killing niggas thats rattin and all that crazy

Yo we ridin' dirty, you don't know me bitch Chorus: Silkk and mercedes together Mercedes, tru niggaz down and dirty (repeat 2x) [silkk] Watch your

ten nuts i bust one on ya ass den bust one on ya stomach...u sayin its a money thing ya sleep ya shoulda lemme offer now ya cant get a fuckin thing imma

up my window, blaze up the indo Get tore down for my homies in the pen I'm ma take you the Cali with me Know ya dress code, heavy sag on ya Dickies

that shit on themselves Smoke a little weed and say it's good for their health We ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto You know you ghetto when you front wit ya

as much as P Buy my rolex cost me about 43 g's you gone platinum but P I'm right behind ya Princess cut with a shine that will blind ya I love diamonds

till I see empires crumble beside me Entire families divided, dickin' ya hoe is my hobby Ya sorry, probably the weakest shit to try me I be everywhere the guap be, and ya