[Intro]
Oh my god, this is my song
Am I crazy?
[Verse 1]
Ok, this letter's from Jeff from Nashville
Said he met a chick last year, mad chill
Kept it all 100, couple dates, getting mad real
Then she flipped the switch, always screaming, need an Advil
See, her family from Boca, estoy muy loca
Cause she live for the party, lined up on that coca
More cray 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
Didn't really have much to say, maybe she's starstruck
Now you gotta tell me your name, now what's your number?
Should've known right when she say, ("Sorry for partying")
[Chorus]
Why you gotta be crazy?
In your head
Why you gotta be crazy?
In my bed
Why you gotta be crazy?
Out yo mind
Why you gotta be crazy, crazy all the time
(I'm not crazy)
Oh my god, this is my song
Am I crazy?
[Verse 1]
Ok, this letter's from Jeff from Nashville
Said he met a chick last year, mad chill
Kept it all 100, couple dates, getting mad real
Then she flipped the switch, always screaming, need an Advil
See, her family from Boca, estoy muy loca
Cause she live for the party, lined up on that coca
More cray 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
Didn't really have much to say, maybe she's starstruck
Now you gotta tell me your name, now what's your number?
Should've known right when she say, ("Sorry for partying")
[Chorus]
Why you gotta be crazy?
In your head
Why you gotta be crazy?
In my bed
Why you gotta be crazy?
Out yo mind
Why you gotta be crazy, crazy all the time
(I'm not crazy)
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