Crazy (duet with Britney Spears) Lyrics

K-Federline, Bosko

We got 'em on this one due



[Chorus ~ Britney:]

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



[Chorus ~ Britney:]

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



[Chorus ~ Britney:]

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



[Chorus:]

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



[Chorus:]

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