[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 shit, holy shit, holy shit, I'm fuckin' nasty
Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, I'm fuckin' 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 shit, holy shit, holy shit, I'm fuckin' nasty
Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, I'm fuckin' nasty

[Verse 1]
Bitch, 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 fucking cock, whore, make it pop like popcorn
'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 motherfucking sacket
So go and get my supper, the nicotine, my upper
Bitch, I don't fuckin' play, I'm addicted, little sucker
Bitch, 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 fuck about hoes, moms I like and I follow, bitch

[Chorus]
I make ya superstitious
Make ya superstitious
I make ya superstitious
Make ya superstitious