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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 Letras de cancionesSome 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 From Letras Mania