SUPER CRAZY - Intellectual

[Intro]

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, I'm turning crazy

Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, I'm fuckin' nasty

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, I'm turning crazy

Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, I'm fuckin' nasty

Bitch, I swerve, steady swerve in my black rover

Me and GERD, we'll just burp 'til our days over

Gimme dose, gimme dose, I won't stay sober

Turning ghost, turning ghost, then I'm game over

Flying like a Concorde, living life on hardcore

Suck my fucking cock, whore, make it pop like popcorn

'Cause I'm under pressure, deep in my depression

OCD obsession, let me be oppression

I make ya superstitious

Make ya superstitious

I make ya superstitious

Make ya superstitious

Fergalicious definition, make the boys go loco

They want my treasures so they get their pleasures from my photo

Go and get my packet, I need another packet

I'm fillin' up my lungs like my motherfucking sacket

So go and get my supper, the nicotine, my upper

Bitch, I don't fuckin' play, I'm addicted, little sucker

Bitch, I believe in ghosts and I believe in sorrow

You can hear it all in my flows that I don't want tomorrow

Fully breaking all of my bones, just-just to see how they hollow

I don't give a fuck about hoes, moms I like and I follow, bitch

I make ya superstitious

Make ya superstitious

I make ya superstitious

Make ya superstitious