Why

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Why, why, why baby I wonder I wonder
 Why, why, why, why baby I wonder I wonder why
 Murder you not ready for this fire right here baby
 Pimpin' don't you get enough pussy at home
 Tell me what really make this nigga wan' rome
 How could he diss me with tonya, kiesha, tiffany, shara,
 And luci all of these hoe groupie
 I speak the truth, I never move my mouth loosely
 I like I told ya this bitch is a souljah!
 Been fuckin' with him since he drove the corolla
 Gave him the bema even brought him gucci marine now
 I switched him up, switched his whole wrist game up
 You see I never should have fucked with this lame fuck.i
 Kept him fresh, kept his little toe game up
 Now he wanna have this bitch in my hummer truck
 And if you catch 'em burn this cocksucka shit up
 Like a. bassett, ohh I gets so drastic
 A woman scorn have you layin' in the casket and
 Still I cry why o why ohhh...
 Why, why, why baby I wonder I wonder
 Is it kiesha, tonya, or tiffany
 Why, why, why, why baby I wonder I wonder
 I caught him cold now that mutherfucka missin me
 Why, why, why baby I wonder I wonder
 Is it for alison, sandy you dissin' me
 Why, why, why, why baby I wonder I wonder
 You can cry me a river but it's over niggaa
 You see I caught him creepin' all-star weekend
 He ain't bother to say bye so I headed for the highway
 I does it my way look what I see
 It's my mans bentley parked in front of magic city so i,
 Jumps on out, mink on back, gat on lap
 They sc'ured 'cause I'm known to mic clap fucked the rap
 I'm like yeah bitch I'm back
 Cops surround I lay whole fuckin' shit down but i,
 Keeps my cool last time I acted a fool
 They had ya gurl front page of the news
 Heyyyy! whaddup pimpin, see all you down here slippin'
 Fake bitch on the side of your hip
 See I'm done with the lying and shit
 The crying and shit and if you was smart you'll be hot it this bitch
 I loved them more than myself I put three years in this shit
 And still I cry still I sing why o why ohhh...
 Why, why, why baby I wonder I wonder
 Is it kiesha, tonya, or tiffany
 Why, why, why, why baby I wonder I wonder
 I caught him cold now that mutherfucka missin me
 Why, why, why baby I wonder I wonder
 Is it for alison, sandy you dissin' me
 Why, why, why, why baby I wonder I wonder
 You can cry me a river but it's over niggaa
 This nigga dun lost his mind fucking fox
 And he don't know how many niggas is dying to take his spot now
 From brooklyn to kingston veer talk about for this pussy
 What the fuck was he thinking?
 It's such a shame I was fucking this lame
 But how dare this cocksucka try'ta disgrace my name whoa
 I'm like doggie don't press your luck
 Cau whena bytha waste pussy pon a c'ureless fuck whoa
 The pain and stress it happens to the best
 Do y'all know how it feel to do your tours depress?
 Your fans seeing you stressed
 Faith went through it, hallie and jennifer lo
 We all goes through it and
 Me and lauryn we talks and walks through it on the phone
 Like fuck! what makes these niggas do it
 Is it groupie shara or be a kiesha
 How the fuck you disrespect me with a bitch that sale reepher
 Noooooo
 Why, why, why baby I wonder I wonder
 Is it kiesha, tonya, or tiffany
 Why, why, why, why baby I wonder I wonder
 I caught him cold now that mutherfucka missin me
 Why, why, why baby I wonder I wonder
 Is it for alison, sandy you dissin' me
 Why, why, why, why baby I wonder I wonder
 You can cry me a river but it's over niggaa
 Yeah
 It's a real situation right here yall
 You know what I did. i
 I switched the benz and coped the hummer pussy
 Is it groupie shara or bachbush keisha
 How dare this cocksucka try'ta disgrace my name
 Whoa... yeah
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Duration
04:11
Tempo
79 BPM

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