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Crazy Image

real superstar, check out the booty y'all Red and white green hair, that's Gucci pah Look how the jacket matches loafers it's lookin crazy Dutches pumped

zoom right through your borough, because I'm crazy thorough No offspring running 'round but no my penile is not sterile Collects the crazy papes from, selling crazy

auction And let them chant the number And use an ivory pointer to count your teeth Remember Steppen Fetchit Remember Steppen Fetchit how we laughed An all your Sunday school images

Got blessed as Golden child You know my image as a pimp, it can be kind of hard to ignore Because of my image, I might call you a whore You know my image

noticed, but Your name is on a lot of quotes in this book Us crazy humans wrote it, You should take a look And all the people that You made in Your image

Eightball: Close your eyes image just you and I alone No instigators or player haters in our zone It's on, we bone like two high school kids Breathing

your beard off Crippled dope fiends in wheelchairs stare Vision blurry, 'cus buried deep in they mind are stories Bet he's a mirror image of that 70'

like cheyenne Quick, hit 'em with trifectas, the fruit of bad nectars dyin Cause I am, what I am changed, switch it up like OutKast Everybody thought that Andre was crazy

know I dance the fire with a crazy glaze And juxtapose to coin this haze Wolf trap and fireflies, what does it mean? Oh, the image sticks like glue