Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 50 Shades of Crazy, artist - Chase Rice. Album song Ignite the Night, in the genre КантриDate of issue: 18.08.2014
Record label: Dack Janiels
Song language: English
50 Shades of Crazy |
| You got a Daytona on a gold tan, skin like the soft sand |
| Girl you’re as cool as the blue on a cold can |
| Little bit of wild child, coming through that tipsy smile |
| With you wearing whatever the hell you want kind of style |
| The kind of naughty habit I could get used to, heh |
| You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping |
| I’m as gone as I’ve ever been and it ain’t weed or whiskey, baby |
| You put your hands on me, I’ll put my hands on you |
| We’ll get out of hand, girl, I’ll give you whatever hand you want me to |
| I can’t quit, can’t kick this kind of craving |
| Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy |
| Hint of a lime twist, cinnamon lipstick |
| You’re dropping hips, giving glimpse of your secret |
| Starts with just a kiss, then we’re taking us in |
| Put it in the rearview and haul ass right for sin |
| You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping |
| I’m as gone as I’ve ever been and it ain’t weed or whiskey, baby |
| You put your hands on me, I’ll put my hands on you |
| We’ll get out of hand, girl, I’ll give you whatever hand you want me to |
| I can’t quit, can’t kick this kind of craving |
| Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy |
| Girl I lose my mind, a little more every time |
| I’ve been racing, cross the line |
| Let me make your body unwind |
| You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping |
| I’m as gone as I’ve ever been and it ain’t weed or whiskey, baby |
| You put your hands on me, I’ll put my hands on you |
| We’ll get out of hand, girl, I’ll give you whatever hand you want me to |
| I can’t quit, can’t kick this kind of craving |
| Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy |
| Fifty shades of crazy |
| You put your hands on me, I’ll put my hands on you |
| We’ll get out of hand, girl, I’ll give you whatever hand you want me to |
| I can’t quit, can’t kick this kind of craving |
| Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy |