Crazy 歌詞

Oh my God, this is my song Am I crazy? Okay this letter's from jeff from nashville Said he met a chick last year mad chill Kept it on a hundred couple dates getting mad real Then she flipped the switch, so much screaming need an advil See her family from boca, as to a muy loca She lived for the part, lined up on that More crave by the day, though she love me She ain't good at doing much But she good at spending money like Met her on a flight to la We didn't talk much She didn't really have much to say Maybe she star struck I say baby you have to tell me your name And what's your number Should have known right when she say Sorry for partying Why you gotta be crazy, yeah In your way Why you gotta be crazy, yeah In over there Why you gotta be crazy, yeah Out your mind Why you gotta be crazy, crazy All the time (I'm not crazy) I'm talking bad shit, it's tragic See the first time we met it's like magic A bad chick Now I gotta tell her listen That's it She was broke from the first time I smashed it So I rode up to the club, my dojo Met 4 tonight, they all 4 loco You know them girls try breaking up the band Yeah yeah, we caught up Oh no you don't, she grabbing my phone She sucked in my happen without his patron But just because it was in my pic Doesn't mean they had the pleasure being on my dick Just sitting there at home for a cellphone ring Yeah I know you waiting for a ring It's the same story but we never get it straight Man I used to call her becky now she miscommunicate Why you gotta be crazy, yeah In your way Why you gotta be crazy, yeah In over there Why you gotta be crazy, yeah Out your mind Why you gotta be crazy, crazy All the time (I'm not crazy) Go crazy, go crazy Go crazy, oh wait, stop Go crazy, go crazy Go crazy, oh wait, stop (Just tell me I'm not crazy) Why you gotta be crazy, yeah In your way Why you gotta be crazy, yeah In over there Why you gotta be crazy, yeah Out your mind Why you gotta be crazy, crazy All the time (I'm not crazy) Met her on a flight to la We didn't talk much She didn't really have much to say Maybe she star struck I say baby you have to tell me your name And what's your number Should have known right when she say Ok stop (I hate you)