NSG - CRAZY GIRL LYRICS

[Verse 1]

I only mind business wey dey pay me

Change location, fuck a residency

I only care about money transaction

Sika for my head, motivation

One time for di gyal in the corner (Uh)

Gbe mi trabaye like Burna (Mad)

She from France, man's a Londoner

Yeah

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[Verse 2]

Ghana babes listening to Kojo Antwi (Old school)

Dakyi would you be my baby?

I said, "Maybe" (Uh)

Wo nim s3 the lifestyle enti, it's so crazy

Shit (Mad), [?] ni small small

Wo p3 ne missionary ah na wo p3 all paws

Performance so good, needs an encore

Get you any flight, any route, go on tour (Uh)

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[Chorus]

I like my gyal sexy and crazy

She more freaky when shе off ecstasy

After I buss a nut, I get lazy

See, I'm a pop star likе Swae Lee

Naija babe only wanna hear Lancey

Used to trap, went legit like JAY-Z

She asked if I do crime, I said, "Maybe", oh Lord

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[Verse 3]

Hol' on, hol' on, press up on it

She wanna a real superstar, her man nuh make no money

It's hard to tell if it's real when she say she love me

And I don't even really mind if it's fake or genuine

She brown like Hennessy, so I know I need her

Rockin' glasses, she a freak like Mia Khalifa

I might fly that ho to Greece or Indonesia

Remind me of my old flow, I'm so confident

Smooth girl, I see manoeuvre

She a real tall girl, I might just need a ruler

Addicted to this queen, she so bad for me

She make me say, "Oh God", it's like blasphemy

This Manny girl up north, she gon' blast for me

Feedin' her my kids, I'm feeling like Rashford did

Put her in the back the cab, it's so casually

The crazy girls love me and mi love bad gyal like money

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[Chorus]

I like my gyal sexy and crazy

She more freaky when she off ecstasy

After I buss a nut, I get lazy

See, I'm a pop star like Swae Lee

Naija babe only wanna hear Lancey

Used to trap, went legit like JAY-Z

She asked if I do crime, I said, "Maybe", oh Lord

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[Verse 4]

Vibes don't lie, come 'round mine

Cloud on nine, mo lo far

Half past five between her thighs

Stole her heart, thief in the night

Back to the matter, based on raba

Ko'ti wo pata, emi lo japa

Put her to sleep, lala salama

Ready for the beef, any palava

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[Verse 5]

How you gon' love me? You don't know what love is

I don't know either, offend, then repeat it

Fendi and Off-White courtesy of them green lines

Asked if I'm fully leg', I told her, "Only part-time"

When you're off work, I put sex in your schedule

Girl, get ready, send a Uber come get you

Another driver just to take you back home

I can't stay 'cause I got a girl at home

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[Verse 6]

Got to be a money gyal, don't need no funny gyal

She only here for business, that's for any man

Busy gyal, her phone rings all day

For money, she hustle Monday to Sunday

I need two gyal by my side, I get needy

Two different race, J Hus, did you see me?

She got a man but she love move sneaky

Oh Lord, mi gyal freaky

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[Chorus]

I like my gyal sexy and crazy

She more freaky when she off ecstasy

After I buss a nut, I get lazy

See, I'm a pop star like Swae Lee

Naija babe only wanna hear Lancey

Used to trap, went legit like JAY-Z

She asked if I do crime, I said, "Maybe", oh Lord

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