Crazy Jeans
Yeah
Well see my baby walking down the main street
The traffic's piling up where she's just been
Wooh I don't take that stuff
I'll even take my gloves off, to get inside the red hot crazy jeans
Wooh, the cops came in raided my apartment
They ain't no fun, they took all my guns away
That cop [?]
Gonna blow his guts out baby what'd you say?
Well I don't mind them hurting my legs
And all that crazy scene
But he just gone confiscated my only crazy jeans
Go cat go
Yeah, ooh, yeah
Well I don't mind them hurting my legs
And all that crazy scene
But he just gone confiscated my only crazy jeans
Well crazy crazy crazy, crazy crazy jeans, well crazy ooh baby dig that crazy jeans
Well Friday night I always get my paycheck
When day comes it sure is f****** mean
If I don't get too wrecked, and you don't break my neck
I'll get myself some brand new crazy jeans
Yeah, ooh
All right