作曲:Richard M. Wheeler
作词:Masspike Miles
Gates the greasy greasy
Greasy greasy
Yeah gangster gangster
Maybe it's the evils
That's got me contemplating
Doing crazy things
She put something in my tank
That's got me willing to do evils
Ever since i met thiswoman i ain't been the same
I'm reacting before i think oh how'd you give me love
How you give me love
So intoxicated
Get me crazy going out my mind yeah
You're hard to understand
I can't escape it
I'm simulated
I'm drunk off in love
At first i thought it was my ego
But now my vision's blurry
I ain't seeing clear
I'm in no conditional drive
She got me fired
Chilling with my peoples with no invitation
How'd you end up here
Please take me down from this high
How'd you give me love
How you give me love
Intoxicated intoxicated
Get me crazy i'm going out my mind
It's so hard to run from
It's so hard to run from
I can't escape it
Can't escape it
I'm simulated
I'm drunk off your love
My car kinda play the suicide
Slit wrist in the mirror screaming who am i
Another silly dream classic case of billie jean
Post this thing to boss and george that you ** seem
Cause my credit clean mitching me in medellin
My chick look lebaney simply i'm in a better things
Safari indo keep money kinfolk
Ball mali in my new ferrari in zoand play your info
I'm sticking to my intro
Every day i'm hustling put that on ten toes
Shawty is simple
Yeah let a ** touch yeah you know nympho
Maybe a love drum