[Hook]
I love crazy b*tches, that's my f*ckin' problem
And yeah I like to f*ck without a f*ckin' condom
I love crazy b*tches, that's my f*ckin' problem
And yeah they always need me for their f*ckin' problems
I love mad b*tches, that's my f*ckin' problem
They my b*tches, I don't really know what else to call em
But findin somebody real is my f*ckin' problem
Maybe you should all shut the f*ck up with your f*ckin' drama
[Verse 1]
Matter face, first verse ain't gonna freestyle
f*cking old b*tches in Africa, goin senile
Heard they call it goin "Kle wild"
So wild, you wake up naked in a leaf pile
Right? Bad b*tches is my forte
Don't really need a wingman, Will Forte
Baby when we gonna f*ck?
This foreplay proves that our Lord plays with us, and forsakes
Alright f*ck it, do it your way, that's cool
Mouth looking like a dead dog in a cesspool
Ass looking like you smuggling 99 luft balloons
Chest looking like you stuffing tissues in ya boobs!
Flat chest, flaccid, what I'm gonna do?
Yellow & Brown b*tches, call em Number 1 and Number 2
pus*y is the canvas, paint something with my Number 2
f*cked her 'til she came art, clean up in Aisle 2!
It's a pun! Makin masterpieces with this b*tches c*m!
Lock her down and beat that beat that pus*y up, fisticuffs
b*tch is always callin me like she missed a bluff
But everytime she calls I'm in the shower, what a coincidence...
All this sh*t she does gonna get her replaced
Told her stop, she didn't listen, bought that b*tch a hearing aid
Dumb b*tch said she was pregnant, cause she had a stomach ache
Say again, thought she was pregnant cause she had a stomach ache
What the f*ck?
[Verse 2]
Hold up, b*tches simmer down
Told her she was sexy, went and bought a wedding gown
Now she telling all her friends that we're getting married now
Said we're not, she cried a river, so I just let her drown
Kle Shay just the messenger
Crazy b*tches doing crazy sh*t, I guess my lessons learned
b*tches think I wanna talk and sh*t, like Howard Stern
Like my boy Arab said, you best take a shower first
Stay in there, stay in there, get clean b*tch
I'm the Bed recruiter, and you ain't make the team b*tch
Don't even think about sending Goons after me b*tch
I know your name's Shay, but you ain't comin after Kle b*tch!
f*cking on the water bed, she seasick
She a horseface, call her Seabiscuit
Quit with your attachment, you look desperate
That's why I ain't spend no money on you, no need for a return on my investment
AHHH! Kle Shay's so majestic
f*ck them other n*gga's, baby I am your best pick
Stirring Brown b*tches, I guess you can call that Nesquik
f*cking 3 hoes, got me feeling so festive!
Sprinkling white sh*t on your face, asbestos
Babe I'm getting really tired of all your questions
I ain't afraid of an arrest b*tch, I'll face a domestic
Turn your left eye Lisa Lopes, it's all about perspective
[Verse 3]
Oooh, I know you love it when I'm rappin' and
Talking 'bout my feelings like I'm really f*cking passionate
Say I tripped and fell in love, like it's all an accident
Having real n*gga's questioning if I'm masculine
Oh word, ain't heard the truth, baby I'm adamant
Gonna spoil you, buy you diamonds in a amulet
Make you forget about all your daddys abandonment
And your mom's disappointment that you were never a graduate
f*ck it I'm only talkin sh*t, spitting flatulent's
I really like your references, but I have better applicants
I told you I'm a Heel baby, that means antagonist
I'll f*ck you cause you're Indian, then lock you in my cabinet
My f*ckin' problem ain't my f*cking problems, you my f*cking problem
Face looking like something haunted
Halitosis, having ass
Halloween, put on a f*cking mask
Nasty b*tch!
[Hook]
I love crazy b*tches, that's my f*ckin problem
f*ck these Bates Motel b*tches, I need to hit Ramada
I'm allergic to these b*tches, like they c*mming pollen
Said she wanted dessert, so I left her on an island
She be gnawing at the bit, like Lorena Bobbitt
Bout to send this f*cking chick to the damn Asylum
I'm just sayin I'm frightened, I think I'm hearing sirens
I love that sh*t though, it's better than the f*cking silence
[Outro]
Better than the f*cking solace
You soulless b*tch, swallow semen! It's full of souls
Is you really crazy, psycho-ish or insane?
You know this, but all the above okay with Kle Shay