Crazy Dope - DJ EFN, Sean Price, Milk Dee

If you goin' to that, if you go down to Florida, you go to Miami

Uh, you know, you got

Just like in New York, you got the mainstream and, you know

And then you got that subculture, the underground

And then you got some people who are able to kinda fuse the two together

(Okay) That’s who he is

And I used to go party in Miami all the time

This guy would fly me down and we would have the craziest parties

And set off, Ocean Boulevard down in Miami

It’s such a blur, I call it the dark ages

That’s how hard we used to party (wow)

Alright, we got the one and only, the magnificent

DJ EFN is here (woohoo!)

EFN’S mixin', Milk is chillin'

What more can I say?

Top Billin'

That’s what we get, got it good

He’s reppin', Crazy Hood

Reppin' to the year til I’m grabbin' for the moment

Slap you in the ear and given dap to my opponent

Puffin the pa, puff piff pot in the car

Put out the pot pop the car pop shots at your squad

P!

Showboatin' new ratchets

I’m so dope it’s blue magic

P!

Fly brotha very gold

Suede front jacket with the tri color herringbone

Gun in the gear, none in the ear

Your man tough dandruff, one in his hair

Uh!

Change the gat so strange at night

Thanks to rap still changed my life

Degenerate general, criminal intent

Predicate felon belittle ten percent

Uh, EFN, time to spin the tunes

About to put the lighter to the spoon I’m so dope

EFN’S mixin', Milk is chillin'

What more can I say?

Top Billin'

That’s what we get, got it good

He’s reppin', Crazy Hood

Mook is chillin' (chillin') coupe no ceilin' (ceilin')

Took blacks off for the love of drug dealin' (right)

Money over bitches is a song I sing (yeah)

And for every stone I threw, I put it on my ring

True fact, it ain’t worth me lettin' these tools clap

If you reach, I’ll give you the beats, boom bap

Went from new smack (yup) to own a few sack (yup)

Like the kid on X-Mas, runnin' through rap (woo!)

Speakin' of X-Mas, she callin' me reckless

And I’m eggin' her on by havin' orgies for breakfast

Used to want Alexis (yup) now I want a Lexus (yup)

Next time I’m in your town, send me your direction (whatup fool?)

Reppin' with EFN (yup) niggas ain’t even f’in with us (nah)

All I’m tryna do collect and sit up (yeah)

Drink good, smoke good, keep the suckas from around me

And take whatever the Lord allow me, easy!

EFN’S mixin', Milk is chillin'

What more can I say?

Top Billin'

That’s what we get, got it good

He’s reppin', Crazy Hood