I want to talk to the fellas for a minute I want y'all to know The flyest kinda ho To get wit' In '94, or period She's CrazySexyCool I'ma let y'all know what that be Ha, she's kinda like me

You know that bitch baby He's talking shit about our clique But he don't crazy You see the writing on my dick You know that trick, Tracy Yeah, she's making me sick Living that life We used to do the same shit Shit gets drastic

If crazy is a place, then I hope they've got space for two She might be my cocaine She might be my rehab And I know it's messed up but I can't get enough of you It don't matter what we say It don't matter all the things we do And I ain't tryna OD But if

She got rhythm, Got that rhythm,of the road She get crazy, Ah but ah,she just looking good. She ain't waiting til she gets older, Her feet are making tracks in the winter snow, She got a rainbow that touches her shoulder, She be headed where the thunder

We get ahead, yup, she give me head, damn right With this crazy, crazy world Thank God I'm with my girl You know it ain't right if she ain't by my side Oh I could let you down When you trip, I'll take you anywhere, I take ya Uh, yeah, look Okay I know

If crazy is a place, then I hope they've got space for two She might be my cocaine She might be my rehab And I know it's messed up but I can't get enough of you It don't matter what we say It don't matter all the things we do And I ain't tryna OD But if

When her song's on the radio A little crazy with a blue jean tear My baby's hands in the air don't have a care Gets a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go. Jesus and gypsy soul Yeah, that's how she rocks, that's how she rolls. 'Cause she likes to

That may be all I need In darkness, she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on Sunday morning But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do That someday it would lead me back to you And I never want to leave Sunday

How lucky am I that I get to love this girl? I get to see that side of her that no one knows but me She's a one of a kind It's a one and a million chance that I would find her hand in mine It's crazy I'm the lucky guy, the guy that gets to love this girl

I love my baby like a bull dog loves his bone Last night she got crazy, called me up on the phone Said, "Come on over, daddy 'Cause I hates drinkin' alone" Said, "I had me a little and I had to have a little more Try to get up, could not get out the door