| I Tell myself that I’m doing alright
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| Nothing else to do tonight but
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| To go Crazy, Crazy On You
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| Lemme go Crazy, Crazy on you
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| you
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| Can’t you see what you do to me baby?
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| You make me crazy, you make me act like a maniac
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| I’m like a lunatic, you make me sick
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| You truly are the only one who can do this to me
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| You just make me get so crazy
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| I go skitzo, I get so insane I just go skitzophrenic
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| One minute I want to slit your throat
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| The next I want to sex
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| You make me crazy
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| the way we act like 2 maniacs in the sac
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| We fuck like 2 jackrabbits
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| And maybe that’s a bad habit
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| Cuz the next day we’re right back at it
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| In the same exact pattern
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| What the f*ck is the matter with us
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| We can’t figure out if it’s
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| Lust or it’s love
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| What’s sad is what’s attracting us to each other
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| They say that every man grows up to marry his own mother
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| Which would explain why you’re such a motherf*cking b*tch
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| But I stay and still stick it out with you even though I just hit you today
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| But you deserve it you hit me first and provoked me to choke you
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| Just cuz I came home late last night crawled in bed and I woke you
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| But if there’s one thing about you I admire its, baby
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| Because you stay with me, maybe, because you’re as crazy as I am
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| Cuz when I look at you I can see an angel in your eyes
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| But if I look deeper inside I see your freakish little side
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| Like a devil in disguise
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| You’re always full of surprises
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| Always pullin' devises
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| Out your purse, little vibrators and dildos
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| You f*cked yourself so much
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| You barely feel those anymore
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| You’re only 24 but you’re plenty more mature
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| Than those other little hoes
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| Who just act like little girls
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| Like they’re in middle school still
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| You’re crazy sexy cool, chillin
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| You play your position
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| You never step out of line
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| Even though I stay in your business
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| You’ve always kept out of mine
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| I wonder whats on your mind
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| Sometimes they say love is blind
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| Maybe that’s why the first time I dotted your eye
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| You ain’t see a sign
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| Or maybe you did Maybe you like being shoved
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| Maybe cuz we’re crazy in loooove
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| Crazy on you
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| Crazy on you
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| Let me go crazy crazy on you
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| You’re the ink to my paper
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| Where my pen is to my pad
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| The moral, the very fiber
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| The whole substance to my rap
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| You are my reason for being
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| The meaning of my existence
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| If it wasn’t for you
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| I would never be able to spit this
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| As intense I do and the irony
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| Is you rely on me as much
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| as I rely on you to inspire me like you do
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| You provide me the lighter fluid to fuel my fire
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| You’re my entire supply
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| Gas, the match, the igniter
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| The only way that I am able to stay so stable
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| Is you’re the legs to my table
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| If you were to break I’d fall on my face
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| But I’m always going to make you feel
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| I don’t need you as much as I really need you
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| So you don’t use it to your advantage
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| But you’re essential to me
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| You’re the air I breathe
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| I believe if you ever leave me
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| I’d probably have no reason to be
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| You are the Kim to my Marshall
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| You’re the Slim to my Shady
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| The Dre to my Eminem
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| The Elaina to my Hailey
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| You are the word I am looking for when
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| I’m trying to describe how I feel inside
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| And the right one just won’t come to my mind
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| You’re like the pillar that props me up
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| The beam that supports me
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| The bitch who never took half
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| The wife who never divorced me
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| You’re like the root to my evil
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| You let my devil come out me
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| You let me beat the shit out you
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| Before you beat the shit out me
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| Crazy on you
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| Crazy on you
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| Let me go crazy crazy on you
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| And no matter how much
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| Too much is never enough
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| Maybe cuz we’re crazy in loooove
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| I’m crazy on you
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| Crazy on you
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| Let me go crazy crazy on you |