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Love Crazy Video (MV)




Performed By: KT BRAZY
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Michael Johnson




KT BRAZY - Love Crazy Lyrics
Official




(Drip water got Fiji on)
(Drip water got Fiji on)
Imagine walking red carpet
(Red carpet)
Drip water got Fiji on
(Fiji on)
Corner of my eye I see a baddie
I might bring her home
(Ya, ya)
She tryna give me noggin
(Noggin)
I heart shawty baby (uh)
Said she love me
Said it back, I think I'm love crazy (uh)
Two PM I lock myself in my closet (uh)
Ion care if it's hot I ain't getting out
Til I make something (Hell nah)
Call my twin YGK I think they buckin (uh)
I see red purple at her crib
I know we f*ckin (uh)
Call me Steve Urkel
All these bitches say I'm funny (uh)
Call me murder won't pull out
Until she runnin (uh)
Damn this beat a vibe
I need a feature I need gunna (uh)
Make this mothaf*cka get some bounce
I get it jumpin (uh)
Hear that auto tune jumpin
They like who that cookin up
Be like I'm that nigga everybody
Steady sleepin' on
I know she want some dick
I see the way she keep on breathing (uh)
Nigga pass the blunt you in my Stu
And you just cheefin (uh)
Peepin' through that glass
They like nigga KT geekin up
Hol on give me a chance look outside
Cuz my goat creepin' up
Talkin dog shit I smell nothing
But these feces (uh)
I inhale my weed then exhale
I'm tryna breath it (uh)
Bitch I'm introverted don't ask me
Why I ain't speakin' (uh)
Bitch let me observe
I'm tryna scope the scenery (uh)
Rapping hella long let's celebrate
Like jubilee (uh)
Shawty hella bold she talk to me
Like she knew me (uh)
I got hard producers checkin' me
They sent me beats (huh)
I got more time I could snap
So look just peep (huh)
Steppin' out the country
With my girl I need my visa
I come back my patnas be like
Boy I see ya
Bitch, shut yo mouth you sit back
You don't believe (huh)
I can't talk relationships
You certified cheater (uh)
Cold in this booth I make this song
I drop that heater (uh)
Cook up hard shit I should be
A rapping teacher (uh)
Beat steady jumpin look my way
You see me boppin' (uh)
They like boy you done
Hell nah ain't no stoppin' (uh)
I got bad bitches not no more
Cuz they be thottin'
I got niggas in my DMs
They like drop it (uh)
I might make some merch
Drop some hoodies KTB (huh)
Look up to nobody
Hell nah I'm independy (uh)
F*ck a fine bitch
Wrap my dick like I use Fendi (uh)
All I do is make hella bangers
With my TV on
Imagine walking red carpet
(red carpet)
Drip water got Fiji on
(Fiji on)
Corner of my eye I see a baddie
I might bring her home
(Ya, Ya)
She tryna give me noggin
(Noggin)
I heart shawty baby (uh)
Said she love
Said it back
I think I'm love crazy (uh)
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English

(Drip water got Fiji on)
(Drip water got Fiji on)
Imagine walking red carpet
(Red carpet)
Drip water got Fiji on
(Fiji on)
Corner of my eye I see a baddie
I might bring her home
(Ya, ya)
She tryna give me noggin
(Noggin)
I heart shawty baby (uh)
Said she love me
Said it back, I think I'm love crazy (uh)
Two PM I lock myself in my closet (uh)
Ion care if it's hot I ain't getting out
Til I make something (Hell nah)
Call my twin YGK I think they buckin (uh)
I see red purple at her crib
I know we f*ckin (uh)
Call me Steve Urkel
All these bitches say I'm funny (uh)
Call me murder won't pull out
Until she runnin (uh)
Damn this beat a vibe
I need a feature I need gunna (uh)
Make this mothaf*cka get some bounce
I get it jumpin (uh)
Hear that auto tune jumpin
They like who that cookin up
Be like I'm that nigga everybody
Steady sleepin' on
I know she want some dick
I see the way she keep on breathing (uh)
Nigga pass the blunt you in my Stu
And you just cheefin (uh)
Peepin' through that glass
They like nigga KT geekin up
Hol on give me a chance look outside
Cuz my goat creepin' up
Talkin dog shit I smell nothing
But these feces (uh)
I inhale my weed then exhale
I'm tryna breath it (uh)
Bitch I'm introverted don't ask me
Why I ain't speakin' (uh)
Bitch let me observe
I'm tryna scope the scenery (uh)
Rapping hella long let's celebrate
Like jubilee (uh)
Shawty hella bold she talk to me
Like she knew me (uh)
I got hard producers checkin' me
They sent me beats (huh)
I got more time I could snap
So look just peep (huh)
Steppin' out the country
With my girl I need my visa
I come back my patnas be like
Boy I see ya
Bitch, shut yo mouth you sit back
You don't believe (huh)
I can't talk relationships
You certified cheater (uh)
Cold in this booth I make this song
I drop that heater (uh)
Cook up hard shit I should be
A rapping teacher (uh)
Beat steady jumpin look my way
You see me boppin' (uh)
They like boy you done
Hell nah ain't no stoppin' (uh)
I got bad bitches not no more
Cuz they be thottin'
I got niggas in my DMs
They like drop it (uh)
I might make some merch
Drop some hoodies KTB (huh)
Look up to nobody
Hell nah I'm independy (uh)
F*ck a fine bitch
Wrap my dick like I use Fendi (uh)
All I do is make hella bangers
With my TV on
Imagine walking red carpet
(red carpet)
Drip water got Fiji on
(Fiji on)
Corner of my eye I see a baddie
I might bring her home
(Ya, Ya)
She tryna give me noggin
(Noggin)
I heart shawty baby (uh)
Said she love
Said it back
I think I'm love crazy (uh)
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Writer: Michael Johnson
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