Bone Thugs-n-harmony - She Got Crazy lyrics

[Hook: repeat 2X] I jumped up, got my coat and walked right out of the door Because she got a little bit crazy I don't want no deranged lady That'll have a n***a sleepin' under daisies. [Wish Bone] I don't want another insane lover Cuttin' on my rubber Houndin' me just to tell her I love her Gotta give it to them big bu*t girls The ones that don't give a f** "Just-wanna-bust-nut" girls When them feelings involved Now you playin' with fire Gotta let 'em know from the gate Man, you ain't tellin' no lies I just wanna (touch that) I just wanna (couple times) I just wanna (no ties) Can a thugsta hit that there? No need to blow me up one day, we right back here Doin' what we do, I see you like that there Baby girl, let me just keep this fair You do you and I'll do me Can we do it, do it like that? Keep it creepin', creepin' Yes they say it's better than sneakin', sneakin' But when it's all over, it's just over No knives or policemen [Hook] [Krayzie Bone] Now me and her been rollin' together Now for quite some time And she been naggin' a n***a The whole damn ride When I first met the girl Everything was all good She grew up around my way So hey, the love was all hood So I figured it was cool And we could do this And, plus she had a booty that was sicker than lupus I had to scoop it Anyway, we started hangin' out And talkin' on the phone mo' And before you know we on her floor doin' the Grown Folk Everything was cool, y'all We had it plain and simple She wasn't my broad, and I wasn't her man More like "homie-lover-friends" She said she understand But I can't tell she comprehend 'Cause she keyin' on my Benz While I'm sleepin', she be creepin' on me sneakin' in my pockets Lookin' for numbers in my phone And condoms in my wallet Then she overdid it This b**h pointed a pistol at me Talkin' about "We need to talk" 'Cause she ain't happy So sh**.... [Hook] [Layzie Bone] Little sweet thang she love to floss Clothes to her lip gloss Makin' hard thugs turn soft Lookin' like Diana Ross Slim, sweet and s**y Something like a little sister 'Til the day I messed around and tried to kiss her (damn) To be so skinny, baby girl had a nice round a** I used to stay two steps behind her while I walked her to cla** Back in school, a n***a's mission was to f** 'em and flee But I was young, so I let her get close to me And I was kinda in love Everyday a n***a wit' her After school a n***a wit' her At the mall takin' pictures All the while I got my n***az sayin' I'm breakin up the group I'm out here missin' my rehearsals 'Cause I'm tryin' to knock boots She ain't even let me hit it Got me talkin' about commitment Got me climbin' through the window Won't even let me get it Last thing that she said Snapped me back to reality We in the 12th grade Talkin' about "you wanna marry me?" [Hook]