[Chorus: Nasty C] I go loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Go crazy, hey, hey) Loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Go crazy) Loco (Go-go)
[Post-Chorus: Nasty C] In the bank, in the mall and in the bed (Hey, hey) I wasn't coughin' but still I took me some meds (Hey, hey) I jump off of the stage, look how I bled (Okay) Yeah yeah, I ain't scared, I ain't scared (Okay) Pop a bottle, I take it straight to the head My nigga chill, I just passed out, I ain't dead (Uh huh) Never know what it took for me to get some brеad (Uh huh) Whole lotta blood, sweat and tears gеtting shed
[Refrain: Nasty C] I gotta go loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Go crazy) Loco (Go-go)
[Verse 1: Nasty C] I said the minute that I realised I was in a pickle and life was too fickle I had to leave home, I didn't wait for my dismissal Bitter-sweet moment, me and Pop had some issues Took the game over, Ah-ah, it was simple Glowed my wrist up (Yeah), then glowed my bitch up (Yeah) Then friends start to switch up, of course they did I just never knew that it would hurt like this At 24 1 thought I'd seen the lowest pits Then 25 hit and I'm like "Holy shit" Need a cigarette, lethi folish, bitch Protectin' my net like a goalie (Go), bitch Protectin' my mind, gimme solace bitch (Yeah) Protectin' my mind, gimme solace (Yeah) That's where I'm spendin' my time, gimme dollars That's where I'm endin' my night, gimme models
[Chorus: Nasty C] I go loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Go crazy, hey, hey) Loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Go crazy) Loco (Go-go)
[Post-Chorus: Nasty C] In the bank, in the mall and in the bed (Hey, hey) I wasn't coughin' but still I took me some meds (Hey, hey) I jump off of the stage, look how I bled (Okay) Yeah yeah, I ain't scared, I ain't scared (Okay) Pop a bottle, I take it straight to the head My nigga chill, I just passed out, I ain't dead (Uh huh) Never know what it took for me to get some bread (Uh huh) Whole lotta blood, sweat and tears getting shed
[Refrain: Nasty C] I gotta go loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Go crazy) Loco (Go-go)
[Verse 2: Cassper Nyovest] I gotta, I gotta go loco That's how I feel when I look at old photos A nigga used to be as dirty as a hobo And we were ridin' 'round the city in a Polo And now I got a chance and I gotta make sure (Gotta make sure) That we get bands and a lotta Pesos (Lotta of Pesos) Used to tell my friends "Osa wara my chommie" Now we make sense, lendaba yayizolo, lendaba yayizolo 'Cause we was ridin' in a Benz last night If I meet her then she gonna let me bang that night You know Litha always gotta get the standard right Rich nigga, 8 figure she said "That's my type" She say "That's my type" Waist line, tight Bass line, hype We might, slide, slide
[Chorus: Nasty C] I go loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Go crazy, hey, hey) Loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Go crazy) Loco (Go-go)
[Post-Chorus: Nasty C] In the bank, in the mall and in the bed (Hey, hey) I wasn't coughin' but still I took me some meds (Hey, hey) I jump off of the stage, look how I bled (Okay) Yeah yeah, I ain't scared, I ain't scared (Okay) Pop a bottle, I take it straight to the head My nigga chill, I just passed out, I ain't dead (Uh huh) Never know what it took for me to get some bread (Uh huh) Whole lotta blood, sweat and tears getting shed
[Refrain: Nasty C] I gotta go loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Hey, hey) Loco (Go crazy) Loco (Go-go)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
