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CRASH! Video (MV)




Performed By: Mani
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Luh Mani




Mani - CRASH! Lyrics
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Bitch, I ain't goin' out sad
F*ck on his hoe, get him mad
Yuh, I be poppin' her back like an X pill
I'm gon' slide in this bitch like a Jag
Bitches hating on me cause I'm getting a bag
Hatin' on me cause i get to the racks
F*ck this hoe, I ain't goin' out bad
Goin' out- Goin' out bad
No, I ain't goin' out bad
Go- Go- Goin' out, goin out sad
Yuh, I get money, you lay on yo ass
Talkin' money, you know where I'm at
Too f*cked up, bitch I'm smokin' on gas!
Pushin' the throttle I'm lookin' to crash!
She want the dick, she don't know how to act
How that's ya hoe, but she throwin' that ass?
Yeah, like that hoe was so easy to crack
It ain't took nothin to break that bitch back
Gotta come first, I ain't comin' in last
Stomp on the pedal, im goin' too fast
Shut the f*ck up hoe, im just tryna' crack
F*ck wit' your hoe, now I know you gon' lag
Yeah, I done went and put Hermes my belt
Bitch, it's Balenci my jeans
Yuh, why this hoe keep on bein' impatient, this bitch tryna' suck thru the seams
Huh, yeah, and I told this bitch "Pass me the grabba" she probably don't know what it means
I been f*ckin' your hoe, and that bitch prolly' told you it's not what it seems
Yeah Yeah Yeah,
Yeah Yeah,
Crash the whip!
I might f*ck round' and crash the whip
In this bitch goin' fast as shit
Get the ball, I ain't passin' it
Yuh, f*ck the laws, lil bitch I ain't gettin' a ticket
Tried to dunk, but you can't get up wit' me
Money long, shit lookin' like Wemby
F*ck and leave, lil hoe I'm a mystery
Got it wrong, lil hoe I don't miss you
You was down, bitch I had to get you
I was down, you ain't wanna listen
F*ckin' hoes, I guess that's my mission
You jus' mad I got what you wishin'
Bitch I don't even see competition, I'm up in this bitch alone
Why this hoe wanna call up my phone?
Yeah, I be tellin' her leave me alone
F*cked on the hoe, then I'm leavin' her home
I'm only f*ckin' on hoes that be grown
Too many hoes at the crib I don't know
Bitches don't know that i been in this mode
Yeah, I been in this mode
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Bitch, I ain't goin' out sad
F*ck on his hoe, get him mad
Yuh, I be poppin' her back like an X pill
I'm gon' slide in this bitch like a Jag
Bitches hating on me cause I'm getting a bag
Hatin' on me cause i get to the racks
F*ck this hoe, I ain't goin' out bad
Goin' out- Goin' out bad
No, I ain't goin' out bad
Go- Go- Goin' out, goin out sad
Yuh, I get money, you lay on yo ass
Talkin' money, you know where I'm at
Too f*cked up, bitch I'm smokin' on gas!
Pushin' the throttle I'm lookin' to crash!
She want the dick, she don't know how to act
How that's ya hoe, but she throwin' that ass?
Yeah, like that hoe was so easy to crack
It ain't took nothin to break that bitch back
Gotta come first, I ain't comin' in last
Stomp on the pedal, im goin' too fast
Shut the f*ck up hoe, im just tryna' crack
F*ck wit' your hoe, now I know you gon' lag
Yeah, I done went and put Hermes my belt
Bitch, it's Balenci my jeans
Yuh, why this hoe keep on bein' impatient, this bitch tryna' suck thru the seams
Huh, yeah, and I told this bitch "Pass me the grabba" she probably don't know what it means
I been f*ckin' your hoe, and that bitch prolly' told you it's not what it seems
Yeah Yeah Yeah,
Yeah Yeah,
Crash the whip!
I might f*ck round' and crash the whip
In this bitch goin' fast as shit
Get the ball, I ain't passin' it
Yuh, f*ck the laws, lil bitch I ain't gettin' a ticket
Tried to dunk, but you can't get up wit' me
Money long, shit lookin' like Wemby
F*ck and leave, lil hoe I'm a mystery
Got it wrong, lil hoe I don't miss you
You was down, bitch I had to get you
I was down, you ain't wanna listen
F*ckin' hoes, I guess that's my mission
You jus' mad I got what you wishin'
Bitch I don't even see competition, I'm up in this bitch alone
Why this hoe wanna call up my phone?
Yeah, I be tellin' her leave me alone
F*cked on the hoe, then I'm leavin' her home
I'm only f*ckin' on hoes that be grown
Too many hoes at the crib I don't know
Bitches don't know that i been in this mode
Yeah, I been in this mode
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Writer: Luh Mani
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