XV, Kristina Rose - U.F.C. lyrics

Yeah vizzy
It’s fuckin' crazy

Uh, liquor over ice, livin' over life
Better pay attention
Before this shit is overpriced
I could handle bars before I even rode a bike
And if it's quotes that you want
Man I meet that quota nice
Looney Tunes the flow
Going lunar as a solar night
Time it like a cobra strike
Grinding like an overbite put it in the air
Yeah Vizzy with the soda flight
Tell them lay the pen down and
Get X like bowling strikes
Cooler than chewin’ polar ice
In the South Pole
Going HAM like Pam, knock them out cold
You’re so crazy, the crowd goes wild
Hands go up and down like the Dow Jones
Well hello my dear, my name is Vizzy
I’m a cool rapper, but who isn't?
I’m the "who done it"
These niggas is "who didn'ts"
Ask who I am, I say dude, listen, look

Tell them how I do this
Tell them why they play me
Tell them I guarantee and tell
Them why they pay me
Tell them who I am and tell
Them who I ain’t G
Tell me why you love me, tell
Me why you hate me, cause
You fucking crazy, you fucking crazy
(I heard that)
You fucking crazy, you fucking crazy
(I heard that)
You fucking crazy, you fucking crazy
(I heard that) you fucking crazy

You know I’m on one, play no games
But on one
Say my name to no one, Lisa play my lonesome
Cause, I’m as hot as four suns
You popular as four nuns
Kick that shit like fee-fi
You spit that shit like fo-fum
Who you know that come up
Out that middle state?
Getting props like real estate
Mamma raise an ill kid
You can call me Gilbert Grape
Don’t chill, I’m chilling
Come through make a building shake
Don’t let me eat, I’m Rickey Henderson
I’ll steal a plate
Take whoever you favor and
Do yourself a favor, man
Don’t put my name by their’s
Put it by a greater than
What’s your release date? Why
You even making plans?
You niggas brick like Steve Carrel, Anchorman
I make the chicks who wanna go go with me
Cuz you ain’t never gonna feel
Gold when we kick it
So I’m part ridiculous, Eli Porter retarded
Tell them I did it, why they get me started?

Tell them how I do this
Tell them why they play me
Tell them I guarantee and tell
Them why they pay me
Tell them who I am and tell
Them who I ain’t G
Tell me why you love me, tell
Me why you hate me, cause
You fucking crazy, you fucking crazy
(I heard that)
You fucking crazy, you fucking crazy
(I heard that)
You fucking crazy, you fucking crazy
(I heard that) you fucking crazy

Uh, this is Mark Biller, J Dilla
Atila the Hun
Gorilla on drums, no filler it's fun
My voice killing these bums, Ted Williams
Ask should I do it, they say "yeah kill 'em"
Ok I do it like I knew I shouldn’t
Prove it like they knew I couldn’t
Blew up and they said I wouldn't
Nigga is you fucking stupid
The girls love the X, man
They makin' they next man
An ex man cause she ain’t
Trying to fuck with mutants
One girl plus one girl
So there ain’t nothing to it
Give them my Bret Hart
Excellence of execution
Far from the biggest loser
But she saying that she done
Waited all this time
Now it’s time to fucking lose it
She ain’t trying to do shit
Get that Ciroq in her
No chasing like Vince she got
An entourage with her
Bring your girl Nicki and we can
Have a ménage with her
Said she untouchable, well I’m Kevin Costner

Tell them how I do this
Tell them why they play me
Tell them I guarantee and tell
Them why they pay me
Tell them who I am and tell
Them who I ain’t G
Tell me why you love me, tell
Me why you hate me, cause
You fucking crazy, you fucking crazy
(I heard that)
You fucking crazy, you fucking crazy
(I heard that)
You fucking crazy, you fucking crazy
(I heard that) you fucking crazy

XV, you fucking crazy don't laugh at me!