Ladies ladies, let me tell ya!
Letting them think your crazy is better than them actually knowing your crazy
Because when they know your crazy they can predict your every move see,
Your mans probably talking to his bedrins on some Biggie **** like I bet she
“Throwing my clothes out the window so when the wind blows I see my polo’s and timbo’s”
Psssh take the whole fun out of it why don’t you, predicting what I’m mother ******* bout to do
D’uno what scrap that
Say hello to my boobie traps
Now you underestimated me I got to kick it up a notch or maybe three
Now let me think
Hmm I would umm call him around 5 make sure he will be round mine for dinner or a little surprise, I know this may seem a little bit calculating but
I would have the machete ready and waiting
You
See
Love
Don’t take it personally you just ****** me off to a certain degree and by the time you realise that your fine *** is mine and it’s show time, the door, Hm!
it’s behind you but this ain’t no pantomime
Baby where you going this type of crazy is about to be mind - blowing
Literally, or shall I say physically just joking I mean metaphorically or am I? (Realistically)
Eyes darting across the room
Wondering if you should make your move
As i whisper gently “I wouldn’t do that, if I were you boo”
Hahaha
Let’s play a game
Where you find out first hand the level of crazy I am!
See if you can survive to tell your boys about last night
Tick tick Time to roll the dice and turn off all the lights
Hahah okay
You thought I was a little crazy and now you realise your mistake,
You start shaking in your boots like say your inna earthquake
Now your begging and pleading and want to make amends
But by now it’s too late
So say hello to my lil friend!
