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Crazy Bitch Lyrics by Emilie Azalea

2017

Verse 1:
23 years old
Sealed record but no felon
Ima make you break your bank
Like we goin' through a recession
I stay trappin' and rappin' in the 757
And these niggas stay askin' why weeknight curfew still eleven
See mama be trippin'
Tell her "lace up them shoes"
I been cocky since birth
Resting bitch face and attitude
But my past is irrelevant
Only bodies make the news
That's why I'm tryna be an inspiration for the underprivileged youth
I hold it down for mines
For the ones that never hold me back
They gonna make that ride
Whether it's to my crib or max
I run shit round Fox Hill
You rookies should stick to track
I wrote the new G code
You dummies still failin' life and math
Colorblind to success
I don't see red signs to stop
I write more bars these days then you see locked up for pot
Come around my block
Try me bitch- you better not
Convict in a sense
That's why my Glock and my pistol hot
What makes you think you can hang with a bitch like me?
Last time a hoe tried it she had to go get surgery
Chorus:
Hey didn't Azalea drop outta high school for like two weeks?
Well I fought the law and won
With an advanced studies degree
Hey didn't EA pull a weapon out in the parking lot of the grill?
My nigga you're retarded
Why'd you call the cops for a box cutter, chill
Emilie, I don't quite understand your mentality
Too bad you'll never have the privilege
Only one to live this life is me
Try it if you want
Crazy bitch
Verse 2:
Got it on lock like a doorknob bitch
That means do not disturb
Ride the goatee off
Versace top he got me as a gift
Satin and mink furs
I ain't never take a nigga that I didn't deserve
Riddle me this
If he wanted me so bad was he ever yours?
Drew was stayin' out of trouble
We broke up and he's with crooks?
Eden ain't no ride or die bitch
She ain't even put money on his books
Only thing she does is run
Little do you know I carried his son
Now carry your ass home to your pill poppin' dad and first man since your ex husband
Wack ass mad bitches
Drunk stumble in the cab bitches
No class bitches
Give me material for the lab bitches
Snake bitches say I pulled the gun on em like Ramirez
Fake bitches I used to light up with
It's time to burn the bridges
I make it a point to smile at both of their faces
Seal my lips and wait for lame ass wannabe disses
You got two faces
Make one of them pretty, not petty
Yo girl meltin' around me
But yeah she straight like spaghetti
You want a bi chick? I guess that's now trendy
But watch her make it rain all over me
Just like con fetti
Wait Em
She tellin me she, she wasn't ready!
Don't let the door hit that ass harder than me cus I'll be jelly
But go on call your man now
Cus no bitch we won't go steady
See if he can spread your cake like me
Eat the icing out like lil Debbie
What makes you think you can hang with a bitch like me?
I need you like I need a drink of bleach mixed with Hennessy
Chorus
Verse 3:
99 problemas with 99 personas
Im waiting to see how you can handle each version
Just please show your true colors before we make the plans
Cus Lord knows I have such a fuck boy aversion
Netflix sure gets old when chill now means a different word
Let me know ahead of time if you're rebounding so I can make that curve
Seasons come and go
Like different MCMs for these iffy hoes
Gotta focus on the seed you planted
Water it and watch it grow
If you do be gettin bread then yes ma'am I respect the hustle
But why the whole Facebook world gotta know bout your baby daddy struggle?
Yeah it's true I been hurt
But L's turn into the best lessons
Fuck with me I'll turn your life into a rhyme
If there was any question
When I'm feelin' down, I hold my crown
Too blessed to even be stressin'
Life is short, forgetting is long
Don't wait til tomorrow to count your blessings
Lessons from a real one
Don't judge the book cus you seen the movie
Don't assume I ain't packin
Just cus you ain't see the tooly
Revenge served cold for all the jackasses that screwed me
Have your own goals, fuck a groupie
Still got love for the haters
Yours truly
Ayeeeee
Y'all can keep callin me that crazy bitch
Credits
Emilie Azalea

Emilie Azalea

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