SUPER CRAZY lyrics

[Intro]
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, I'm turning crazy
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, I'm turning crazy
Holy sh*t, holy sh*t, holy sh*t, I'm f*ckin' nasty
Holy sh*t, holy sh*t, holy sh*t, I'm f*ckin' nasty
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, I'm turning crazy
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, I'm turning crazy
Holy sh*t, holy sh*t, holy sh*t, I'm f*ckin' nasty
Holy sh*t, holy sh*t, holy sh*t, I'm f*ckin' nasty

[Verse 1]
b*tch, 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 f*cking c*ck, whore, make it pop, I'm done for
'Cause I'm under pressure, deep in my depression
OCD obsession, let me be oppression

[Chorus]
I make ya superstitious
Make ya superstitious
I make ya superstitious
Make ya superstitious
[Bridge: Fergie]
Fergalicious definition, make the boys go loco
They want my treasures so they get their pleasures from my photo

[Verse 2]
Go and get my packet, I need another packet
I'm fillin' up my lungs like my motherf*cking sacket
So go and get my supper, the nicotine, my upper
b*tch, I don't f*ckin' play, I'm addicted, little sucker
b*tch, 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 f*ck about hoes, moms I like and I follow, b*tch

[Chorus]
I make ya supersticious
Make ya supersticious
I make ya supersticious
Make ya supersticious