La Crazy

She just wanna party in LA I wanna get naughty and get paid Is that way too crazy Do you think I'm crazy She just wanna party all the time Sex and drugs, one day I'll make you mine Or am I too crazy Do you think I'm crazy What you need from me Your eyes say you like what you see, honey But she don't save nothing but a seat for me Looking at me like prey, 'bout to kneel for me Steal for me, kill for me Can't walk in my shoes, can't heal for me Poker face when she rude but she real funny Gotta bag from the bluffs, she gone deal for me Hold up I'm on a roll like boulder dash She at my neck like a shoulder pad Ride till she die like a cul-de-sac Only one way, ain't going back Only one way, ain't no going She take your heart if it's open She on a wave like an ocean She just wanna party in LA I wanna get naughty and get paid Is that way too crazy Does that make me crazy She just wanna party all the time (all the time) Sex and drugs and bumps in all the lines (all the lines) Or am I just crazy Do you think I'm She don't want love, she all about passion She don't talk family, we just talk fashion She don't want a sext tape, she about action She wanna movie, she a Kardashian Late night, she crashing in Hang tight, lemme give you that aspirin Whispering something ambient, wrapped in a pretty packaging Accidents but you managed to handle with certain perfection You certainly blessed with strength and a curvier essence My earnest confession, head game on secret intelligence Think you a felon, who you telling, gimme a second like Turn her on like radios Lemme match your frequents Tryna see you on weekends, evening's, events, meetings Holiday, dinner dates, seasons greetings She my little demon but she love em then she leave 'em cause She just wanna party in LA I wanna get naughty and get paid Is that way too crazy Does that make me crazy She just wanna party all the time Sex and drugs and bumps in all the lines Or am I just crazy Do you think I'm She just wanna party in La Play me like a stereo, she got me blasted Baby like way that you glow, isn't it magic Hope she don't just dig for the gold, oh, that'd be tragic Tell me something, open my souls, could you imagine Play me like a stereo, she got me blasted Hope you don't just dig for the gold, oh, that'd be tragic Tell me something, open my souls, could you imagine