Crazy (You Drive Me) [1999, U.S. Billboard Top 100]
Federline, Bosko We got 'em on this one due
And they say I'm crazy For loving you For feeling you And maybe I'm a little crazy But they don't know All the things you do
When the pen hits the pad It's in the left hand Every single word is worth thirty grand Or maybe more Don't think they understand How much cake the pancake man had So heavy like weight Moving upstate Care for my rhyme Like the crime rate I flick with your boy The prince of the bay Sit back, day to day Got two back packs Resno on one LA in other Whilst I'm holding my sons As I march through the valley of the shadow of death Dark hair on my chest Wife on my left Let's go
And they say I'm crazy For loving you For feeling you And maybe I'm a little crazy But they don't know All the things you do
That's how I'ma ride For my family I'd die Bet you're all thinking I'm that guy Don't care about you 'Cause I'm the truth I ball like Kobe Shooting hoops Up in the roof Been the million dollar corporation Call me maloof Like I said once before I'm the truth Hollywood can't catch me But they got you Nothing fake round here I'm the realest do Haters feel us too I'm in and out the groove Every word out my mouth Make headline news I'm the best, I rule Come test my tools You do so square Get my slang out manuals, ha
And they say I'm crazy For loving you For feeling you And maybe I'm a little crazy But they don't know All the things you do
And they say I'm a little crazy But they don't even know you, baby So they base all their the accusations On what they really don't know So tired of all the speculation Fed up of negative fabrications You say just have a little patience But they are driving me crazy
Never been a surfer But my chang hang loose Got so much flavour Like 2Pac juice Got dudes wishing you're in my shoes I'm a rockstar baby I do what I wanna do Tough pack My crew will come and clobber you Let the pope come out And watch it swallow you Not a pretty boy But I look like a model do Not a gangster But in my life, yeah I've fought a few Hit the hustle tight now it look Like I'm robbing you All yours flys Watch how I swatted you Better think twice how you come at me I'm a godfather now I'm about my family, yeah
And they say I'm crazy For loving you For feeling you And maybe I'm a little crazy But they don't know All the things you do