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(feat. Jay-Z)
[Jay-Z:]
And Ne-Yo's like young mike one quincy ho
And hear that flow that broke the de vinci code
I'm psyco, everything I write go together so nice
Like a wedding make you wanna throw rice
I'm schizo, coo coo
Clock dont tick so right sometimes
Till the chicks go noodles
I got screws lose
I pull words out the air like blue tooth
I'm a sandwich short of a picnic, ignorant
Thoughts come across you'da swore that I written this
But I didn't so maybe it's good to be crazy, isn't it, maybe
[Ne-Yo:]
I wrote your name on my wall 3000 times last night,
You were on my mind
That's what you do to me, that's what you do
That's what you do to me, that's what you
Then one by one I went down the line just repeating it,
Cuz it makes me smile
That's what you do to me, that's what you do
That's what you do to me, that's what you
Some say that it's just strange to act that way
But they don't understand
They don't get it, you're so magnetic
Though it's pathetic
To them i simply turn and say
Just call me crazy
It sounds deranged, dont add up to me
Call it what you want to, i dont care
And it doesn't make a difference, long as she's there
Just call me crazy, what we do is crazy
Crazy's what i be
Ooh crazy, ooh crazy, ooh just call me crazy
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