Crazy Boy Songtext
von Jimi Blue
Crazy Boy Songtext
Jimi, you′re hot so gimme what you got!
Hey girl, come on, tell me where you at?
I don't mean to seduce - cut the crap - word up! Ha!
They all call me Jimi - You ask why
Cuz that′s my real name, no I ain't gon' lie
Expose, Come close move ya hips - that′s right
Let it Show what you got, rock the club all night
If the oarty ain′t hot with a fuckin lame sound
Head for the next spot - let's bounce
You Crazy boy
You watch my humbs shakin′ all night
You Crazy boy
You want me to work it more
You got me freakin' out, baby
You Crazy boy
We′re gonna rock the clubs, alright
You Crazy boy
You're such a freaky hot girl
Got me goin′ crazy
Jimi you're hot
So gimme' what you got
There you go swayin′ on the floor in front of me
Gettin′ tipsy without whiskey, chicks don't need no suppin′ Champagne
I'll getcha′ "French Kiss", "sex on the beach" or a "Hurricane"
Jimi you're hot, so gimme′ what you got
Ha-ha-hot, girl you gotta' lot, mo' than money can buy
Crack a smile and you got my hypnotized - come on
Let it show what you got, rock the club all night
You Crazy boy
You watch my humbs shakin′ all night
You Crazy boy
You want me to work it more
You got me freakin′ out, baby
You Crazy boy
We're gonna rock the clubs, alright
You Crazy boy
You′re such a freaky hot girl
Got me goin' crazy
You got me acting real nice
So come and say what you like
Jimi you′re hot
So gimme' what you got
I′m more than money can buy
I know you gon' have a try on me
Turn it up
You Crazy boy
You watch my humbs shakin' all night
You Crazy boy
You want me to work it more
You got me freakin′ out, baby
You Crazy boy
We′re gonna rock the clubs, alright
You Crazy boy
You're such a freaky hot girl
Got me goin′ crazy
You Crazy boy...
You Crazy boy you want me to work it more.
Hey girl, come on, tell me where you at?
I don't mean to seduce - cut the crap - word up! Ha!
They all call me Jimi - You ask why
Cuz that′s my real name, no I ain't gon' lie
Expose, Come close move ya hips - that′s right
Let it Show what you got, rock the club all night
If the oarty ain′t hot with a fuckin lame sound
Head for the next spot - let's bounce
You Crazy boy
You watch my humbs shakin′ all night
You Crazy boy
You want me to work it more
You got me freakin' out, baby
You Crazy boy
We′re gonna rock the clubs, alright
You Crazy boy
You're such a freaky hot girl
Got me goin′ crazy
Jimi you're hot
So gimme' what you got
There you go swayin′ on the floor in front of me
Gettin′ tipsy without whiskey, chicks don't need no suppin′ Champagne
I'll getcha′ "French Kiss", "sex on the beach" or a "Hurricane"
Jimi you're hot, so gimme′ what you got
Ha-ha-hot, girl you gotta' lot, mo' than money can buy
Crack a smile and you got my hypnotized - come on
Let it show what you got, rock the club all night
You Crazy boy
You watch my humbs shakin′ all night
You Crazy boy
You want me to work it more
You got me freakin′ out, baby
You Crazy boy
We're gonna rock the clubs, alright
You Crazy boy
You′re such a freaky hot girl
Got me goin' crazy
You got me acting real nice
So come and say what you like
Jimi you′re hot
So gimme' what you got
I′m more than money can buy
I know you gon' have a try on me
Turn it up
You Crazy boy
You watch my humbs shakin' all night
You Crazy boy
You want me to work it more
You got me freakin′ out, baby
You Crazy boy
We′re gonna rock the clubs, alright
You Crazy boy
You're such a freaky hot girl
Got me goin′ crazy
You Crazy boy...
You Crazy boy you want me to work it more.
Writer(s): Markus Loehr, Richard William Palmer James, Michael Cretu, Hubert Kemmler, Andreas John (de 2), Alexah Carlton, Erik Macholl Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com