Hood Go Crazy (ft. Tech N9ne / B.o.B)

(Hello?)

I want to par-ty (Huh?)

You want to par-ty (Yeah?)

We need to par-ty (Cool)

Let's have a par-ty (Lemme get up)

Saturday mornin', I ain't gotta work

Last night's show sold a lot of merch

Bad bitch in my bed so I ain't gotta jerk

Forbes List caught me so it's hard to make the dollar hurt

All we need is good green and some Bou Lou

Five to one so its guaranteed you can do you

'Zilla keep the heater just in case we have a boo-boo

Kansas City natives and we all a little coo-coo

This the type of shit to make the hood go crazy

On the interstate doin' 180

She said, "do it for me, baby"

Took a double shot and then we all went crazy

White girls go crazy

Black girls go crazy

College girls go crazy

This the type of shit to make the hood go crazy

So much liquor, I never spare that kitchen

Keep it so I usually have a pair that's kissin'

And I'm lifted on purple hair, that's bitchin'

Now that's what I call a fuckin' air Technician

Down there, they got the hair that's missin'

Keep it bare, I promise I'll never tear that kitten

I am aware sex hittin' is the care when I share that stick and

So good I might impair that vision

So I dip in, then dip off

Look for another chick, then they pissed off

Till I give them another spliff then they lift off

Party is the mission, I did cross

Three thick friends, we mixin' these licks when

They big friend wanna lip off

So I told her come and get lost, bitch

This my place and it's way too turnt up to trip off shit

Yeah, you my prototype

My fourth foreign car was a Porsche photo white

Cooler than a polar bear in a bowl of ice

With a ring, married to the game, had 'em throwin' rice

Wait a minute, put my thing in her

I'm trynna knock up, I'm trynna put a singer in her

So I can do a banger with her

I get brain for dinner

I don't need to put tender for contender

Thank god for strippers

High top with zippers, hard as some nipples

All the shit I do is straight off the temple

Trynna squeeze it into my schedule is like a pimple

Tell that poodle, "don't mess around with them pitbulls."

This the endin' from the N9ne

Grindin' bitches from behind

If you way drunk off the 'yac

Spit it up, spit it up, spit it up

This Kansas City, shit's ran gritty

In the summer time, the chicks be damn pretty

Born in the projects, then to the Ville

Then I did a deal with Travis and made mills

This is celebration, this is elevation

Me and my delegation got niggas hella hatin'

This is Nnutthowze, Regime, Rogue Dog

And it's all Strange Music, winners can't lose it, unless

Errbody got they hands up like (Oooh!)

See a bad bitch like (Wooah!)

This whole damn city fuckin' go

But this is how the hood go crazy in the MO