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    "Crazy Claws" Lyrics

    Tricky

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    She's too complex
    Then we sex
    Open legs
    To the vein
    I complain
    Sniff cocaine
    Harder back, heart attack
    Smack to my vein
    Smash down the walls
    Smash down the walls
    She crazy claws
    She crazy claws

    Imagine that
    Who that?
    I'll soon forget
    She wants to fly
    She wants to cry
    She wants to fly
    Makes me wanna die
    She'll mix emotion
    She's an ocean
    She's still alive
    She's still alive

    Don't forget
    Don't regret
    Don't see me now
    Don't see me then
    See me now
    Come see again
    Don't see me now
    Don't see me then

    She's too complex
    Then we sex
    Open legs, open legs
    She see my vein
    I complain
    And sniff cocaine
    And sniff cocaine
    Hard back, hard attack
    Smack to my vein
    Smack to my vein
    Smash down the walls
    Smash down the walls
    She crazy claws
    She crazy claws

    Imagine that
    Who that crazy cat?
    Imagine that
    Who that?
    I'll soon forget
    She wants to fly
    She wants to cry
    Makes me wanna, wanna die
    She'll mix emotion
    Like she's an ocean
    She's still alive
    Just don't forget
    (She's still alive)

    Don't regret
    Don't see me now
    (Crazy cat)
    Don't see me now
    Don't see me then
    (Yeah)
    Don't see me now
    Don't see me then
    (Yeah)

    She's too Gen-X
    Then we flex
    She's too Gen-X
    Then we sex
    She's too Gen-X
    Then we sex
    Imagine that
    I will soon forget
    Sniff cocaine
    I complain

    Try to pick a fight with my chick
    'Cause she might put a fine stick right quick
    Fought city girls then we tried shit
    Then it's off to Chanel's, hit nice Brits
    The babes with the skinny waist and wide hips
    Ain't just a pretty face with nice tits
    She's on to me left well alone
    What a pace, Scarface to get the telephone
    >From the mouth to the right ear
    Then she might yell with her
    I see her and boy take off the mic and
    In my world the babes are quite rare
    Me and my girl would make a nice pair
    She ain't slow when it's time to make go
    Like fake 'ho frontin' on the main road
    My blue-billed girl that takes the payroll
    With the crew, with their dirty faces and halos
    Stay low- trying to sell that snow
    My bitch so hot they call her El Paso
    See the slap I flop with that though
    Or the little black 'ho
    I'm pattin' my afro
    I'm jokin' but you know how that go
    She likes to be in full control like Castro
    I stay high so I don't get low
    You know this flows from out the ghetto
    Scrape up the knees, scrape the elbows
    Before I breeze I make the girl know
    Scrape up the knees, scrape the elbows
    Before I breeze I make the girl know

    Girl is skinny now and shaking her breasts
    Don't be a loudmouth make your bread
    Diamonds is a girl's best friend
    Diamonds is forever-yes/no
    Here in the bed we have
    Don't be screwing a girl in the Lexus
    You make room
    Cash their jarole
    Before they try lickin' her out on the down low
    She don't open- no
    But a nigga tries suits
    She ready forgot the kind of go for the Sambo
    Reloads the ammo
    One for the go
    Let's laugh as they at you
    She's her mother's daughter
    Ready to slaughter any punk
    Who puts his hands in her garter
    A weed see?
    She deadly and she do anything for me
    Niggas better cash their jarole
    Before they try chatting to the girl I know
    She called, you know the flow
    When she used her hand
    To rub it down low for your dough
    She ain't a 'ho
    She's scandalous
    Messed up all and your in an ambulance
    She's her mother's daughter
    Ready to slaughter any punk
    Who puts his hands in her garter
    A weed see?
    She deadly and she do anything for me
    This song was submitted on November 20th, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Adrian Nicholas Matthew Thaws.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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