Your crazy is what Im feelin
Your style is what Im diggin
Girl lets get personal
I need it deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
I need it deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
I ride slow like a old nigga
All gold like a dope dealer
I throwing cash like a go willer
Hold your head high with no nigga
Dig cash, lied it with old fox
Dush pock with your own whores
Hold a new forty five, smoke a hole dope
Hole wide shay, having wild cope
Streets call and they call it automatic
Whole hood know what your murder bout
Ship popping but it aint safe
Niggas come and telling, coming home at the same day
Your crazy is what Im feelin
Your style is what Im diggin
Girl lets get personal
I need it deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
I need it deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Come kick it with a nigga, fly more then I drive
Getting from the supply, if I wanted so bad, that pussy shell stay tonight
She aint even like smoke
Now he wanna roll up her own joint
Or packing her new jint lil make the room start spilling
Even thou a lot of nigga probably in the area
Imma put you on some you aint hear it like this before
Imma do you how you want it, let me see you jump on that
Like you wanna rock a dick before
Your crazy is what Im feelin
Your style is what Im diggin
Girl lets get personal
I need it deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
I need it deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
No lie, no lie
No lie, no lie give it all to my real nigga
Your crazy is what Im feelin
Your style is what Im diggin
Girl lets get personal
I need it deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
I need it deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep