Miss You Like Crazy - Chilled Jazz Masters

Tag me in, swag me out random girls they ask me out

Nasty mouths, clean apartments, until we fuck on the couch

I’ma go in, let me go in… crazy time, goodnight world

I don’t mess with coke, but I woke up next to some white girl

I’m going harder than Shawn and Dwayne Carter and

Shit starting an argument with everybody barging in

I’m stunting like my father, I go further and farther

You’re hard on your daughter, but I’m hard in your daughter

Ahh, pardon me, I’m hard to see, you half asleep I have to be

Creating a masterpiece, dressed in black a master thief

00-no trouble tho, address me as David Bond

Waiting on my double-double who’da though it’d take this long?

I kill the game like Bundy, we getting extra stunty

Every day feels like a Friday, but we fuck like its a hump day

I don’t even try like Sunday, you got me more stressed than Monday

…I do it all in one day… I'm sure you’ll do it some day

With a chick named Wednesday, she got me in the worst way

We kill the fucking game and call it Hearse Day, ya' heard me?

And all my dudes be all about them trees like it’s Earth Day

Celebrate, ‘cuz it’s somebody’s birthday, I’m thirsty

Macchiato… macchiato, where my macchiato at?—HEY!

Whattup, whattup, whattup, whattup —-HEY

Whattup, whattup, whattup, whattup —-HEY

I’m.

somewhere.

chilling.

in, places you can’t be at

Who is he?

D-Whizzy, oh man I be that

Dude on the scene when I rap on the track, when I do it like this can you do it

like that?

Can you flow like me?

You can’t flow like me, you can’t go like me,

you should grow like me

I’m Chuck Bass meets Chuck D, fuck you… no fuck me

…wait, I mean fuck YOU… and she can fuck me

I’m chillin' with some baddies, so you should be my caddy

‘cuz these Shooter McGavin dudes don’t want me to be Happy

She got tan skin, thick hips, dark hair, D-Cups

You D-Bags can suck on D’s nuts—D-up

I’m playing like a champion, go hammer like a handyman

So hype give me an Ambien and rush me an ambulance

I’ll be there with bells on, El will have an L lit

And I’ll be acting so selfish I won’t even turn my cell off

S-w-a-g…m-e-t-h-e…f-u-c-k-out bitch, watch me get my spell on

‘Cuz I’m in it, I’m on it, I’m gonna stop now

She keeps breathin' heavy says, «any minute, but not now»

Hop down, turn around, grab ahold of them curtains now

And let me grab ahold and put that body on a gurney now

Whattup, whattup, whattup, whattup —-HEY

Whattup, whattup, whattup, whattup —-HEY

I’m Ralph Lauren meets Lauryn Hill, baby I am more than ill

And it be takin' more than skill, when you go in for the kill

Throw ‘em out the fucking crib, treat ‘em like I’m Uncle Phil

So much hype around these guys, but somehow they are boring still

Shit, I ain’t being mean… I'm just being me

…and thats the E.N.D

But if you want it slow, girl we can take it slow

And if you want it fast, I’ll give it to you fast

‘Cuz.

I. be.

stuntin' and lovin' it, ‘bout to have fun again

While you are wondering, lay in the sun again/

With some friends and a wallet with money in, everything I do they laugh like

it’s funny

‘bout to crash like a dummy in the back with a bunny/ don’t get mad get money/

life’s sweet like honey

Beat the beat like I’m running/ you can hear me comin'/ in the near future,

baby it’s nothing

…We make up, we make out, I’ll make due

They tell me D, «a lot of people don’t know what to make of you»

I’m Jay-Z, meets J. Christ, meets Jay Leno, meets J. Crew

Had a break down, we broke up, so now I break through

But if you want it slow, girl we can take it slow

And if you want it fast, I’ll give it to you fast