Why don't tou are my love Why don't you never give me call Everytime I mave you girl You're the make me lose control Why don't you are my love Why
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Refrain Why don't tou are my love Why don't you never give me call Everytime I mave you girl You're the make me lose control Why don't you are my love Why
tell'em Our fear of a free mind is hearing and spirit can die anytime you need to cry so you hide it deep inside Reason why? How can you change what was
at somebody real And I'm usually lookin' for somebody skilled Enough to make a nigga say aye aye aye yo niggas get mad cuz I may slay they hoe But I don
to make way for some mo' hoes We are the real Kings, god damn it my grill clean I smoke and I still lean, hit up C-Note or Will-Lean (why dat) Cause I
I know is money, cash, hoes like Jay (like Jay) And I got all 3. No I don't play! (don't play) Chicks call me "Drama King" like Kay Slay (Kay Slay) Cuz
much time you get? 99 years. [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] Talk about, why? Spreadin' rumors, tellin' lies I'm real sensitive to the fact Of why must you
rule is the law [echo] And the law that we live by is to stay true to self In this case beady eye [echo] Why try Everybody lie About the block True
local celebrity, addicted to move a key Most hated by enemy, escape in the Luxury See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made Now we gotta slay you why
in the place where you layin' You know, same shit every nigga done in his life I look at this, why speak on when I want when I write So why should I ever
, who I always was Not a rapper that would dis another just to start a buzz You should know that, just let the beef go away How many weathermen do I have to slay
gonna survive is if I play with my gauge It's a raid. Put your face to pave If you try to play brave, you'll get slayed Pull down them shades, empty
the curb so we swerve And rolled out to pick up the triple six thug And follow the murder for robbin the dooehouse Smoke jump outta me bong So high, now comin' to slay
that bunny Got that wet candy paint, got my car lookin' yummy (oh) Only smoke the best weed, my cigar lookin' puffy (ffffff) Like the vampire slayer (
in a jungle with bananas on the side Told you they'd revive your career but somebody lied I aint talking poultry when I say this chicken's fried Anyway Britney, why
come from Can anybody hear me yeah, I guess I keep talking to myself Feels like I'm going insane, am I the one who's crazy So why in the world do I feel
