It Might Sound Crazy lyrics

by

2Pac


[Intro: Daz & (Soopafly)]
Man, Soopafly, how you feel about these b*tches?
(f*ck 'em)
You know what I'm saying?... But the pus*y is good
(Yeah, it is nice)
Heh heh heh

[Chorus]
I said - I said - I said it might sound crazy but I'm so in love with you
I said it might sound crazy but I'm so in love with you

*over chorus*
[Girl]
Daz, I'm glad you broke up with that b*tch
Yeah, I know what time it is
[Daz]
You in love with me?!
[Girl]
Yeah baby, I'm in love with you
[Daz]
Check it out, baby
[Girl]
What's up?
[Daz]
I'm about clockin' dollars...
[Girl]
Hey, give me some
[Daz]
Handlin' my business and (hey, n*gga) kickin' hoes to the curb
(break that b*tch) after I get my thang and that's right
[Girl]
I know that's right, right, right, right
[Daz Dillinger]
Woke up one bright morning out some bomb ass c*ck
Feelin' like the man as I shake the spot
Freaked the girl named Tameka, made my bass thump deeper
My girl huntin' me down, paged a n*gga on my beeper
As I continue to adjust the amps and bust the speaker
My girl paged again, and again, and again
As I'm diggin' out her mother's best friend
Askin' 'bout my kids, say they gettin' big
As we moan and dig
f*cked another - she was kinda thick but kinda slim
Freaky little thang named Kim
Askin' when we gon' engage in bomb sex again
I'm askin' her "when you gon' give me bomb head again?"
I mean she took me to her house
Worked a n*gga straight, turned him out
Wanna know the freaky thangs that you talk about
I really wanna make it rough, make it soft, no doubt
If you wanna f*ck, then we can turn it out
You in love

[Chorus]

*over chorus*
(Baby, I want you to f*ck my homegirl
Baby, you like the way I suck your di*k, don't you
OOoohhh, you love the way I lick your balls)
[Daz Dillinger]
Told Miss Harris it was too late to stop and too late to quit
I was lovin' that pus*y while she was lovin' this di*k
I was shovin' it in her while she was yellin' don't quit
I was diggin' her out, while I was suckin' her tits
She said - "Let's have a freaky, freaky, freaky type experience
That's very diff-er-ent, that's so magnificent"
She had a bad bad b*tch named Spearamint
Thought she was the gum the way the b*tch hummed
Let's get freaky tonight, let's get rolled
Let's get high as a kite, ya know
Baby gave a show, true indeed, the way she ate a n*ggas di*k
I knew she was a pro, I knew she was a pro
I had a young tender that I'll always remember
Named Dana, needed di*k just to tame her
Every two months. I'd telephone her ringer, just to bone
To come over at night when her man ain't home
I keep the weed just to keep her stoned, huh
And I'd f*ck and be out 'fore dawn, huh
I gotta page from another homegirl named Shy
Baby loved to lick her tongue, holla, holla, an' give me some
Daz make a b*tch c*m like never before
Do it fast, do it slow - f*ck me like you want it
Hittin' every little organ by her stomach
Stop back up, b*tch who the f*ck keep you c*mmin'...
[Daz talking]
And you know, sometimes the pus*y still be callin' my name
And the pus*y be like - ("Ooo Daz, keep me c*mmin'")
And I respond to the pus*y like - "What's happenin'"
And you know Too $hort that's some real player sh*t

[Too $hort]
n*gga Daz is a real player

[Daz]
It's all the way hot

[Too $hort]
$hort Dog's in the house

[Daz]
sh*t

[Too $hort]
Oh, you know I know these hoes

[Daz]
And you know that

[Too $hort]
I can't f*ck with you, I need a b*tch like Tracy
Got a good job, when she walks in the place, she -
Gets respect with them big-ass tits
She ain't no first date di*k suckin' tramp ass b*tch
I pick the winners, never get the wrong ones
Check me right now, I got a pocket full of phone numbers
She said "You wanna be a player all yo' life?
You'll never get a woman you can call your wife"
You see, Tracy got it going on, see her try to get wit' me
Her sister got my beeper number, keeps on hittin' me
Think I f*cked her twice, long time ago
But now I like Tracy and she won't let go
I know a trick ass n*gga might think it's scary
Will it come back on him if he gets married
I don't give a f*ck about b*tches in the past
Cause if I put it down, I'ma make the sh*t last
And get the cash, b*tches always talkin' that love sh*t
No, it ain't happ'nin', tell me what's up b*tch
Actin' like Michelle when I told her I missed her
She said I love you right after I kissed her
What she wanna say that for? - Not today
n*ggas like us, you know we stuck in our ways
Ask Lisa or her niece huh, I never pay 'em money
Had a little freak by the name of Laid Lonnie
I live by the game, that's what I'm all about
The b*tch started trippin' so we had to fall out
Think I'm supposed to pay, cause I got ends
I said "f*ck you b*tch, and all your friends"
That's an everyday scenario, now here you go
Tryin' to be good to me, I can't feel it though
My old school tramp sucked a damn good di*k
I tried to turn the b*tch out, she couldn't handle it
Trick beotch!

[Daz]
C'mon, trick beotch

[Too $hort]
Trick beotch!

[Daz]
Trick beotch

[Daz]
Now you done f*cked me
You done f*cked Too $hort
Done f*cked my cousin
Done f*cked Nate
sh*t, huh, just done f*cked everybody
It might sound crazy

[answering machine (ladies voice)]
Just leave a personalized message for me
Were you talking to me? Do you be thinkin' 'bout me, huh?
Baby. Do you be thinkin' 'bout me?

[Daz]
sh*t, how this b*tch gon' call me, Soopafly
And she just sucked a homeboy's di*k
b*tch
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