Текст Ryan Trey – E30
Текст:
Why’s Why’s Why’s
Two seater no spinners
Ay, Do do do
(Tina on the Beat)
Ay, yeah
Why’s it right at night?
Last night I wanna, be right
Why’s Henny always good with ice? Yeah
These are the things I will decide
You should’ve seen my mother cry
She know a lot a things I just don’t know no more
They don’t even ask me when I’m coming home no more
Hard to explain it, so I just don’t
I don’t think imma make it
Always from the corner, now a young nigga getting paid up
Everybody wanna callnowp but they still know I ain’t made it
I done went all in, now my whole my family gone hate us
They don’t even wanna talk now, put the seats back in the two seat
Drop out tobacco, put my weed in that’s a doobie
Check out at the motel, 8PM so we gucci
Pull up at the gas station and
Ride round town with my speakers on bump
I do this when I want for these bitches when I want
I really came up, man, I really came up
I didn’t have a buzz, now I spend it when I want
And bitches wanna fuck I ain’t even got the time
Cause the rollie don’t tick less it’s (ching) or a dime, man
All I really want is some love and a smile, man
All I really want is some and a smile, man
We shouldn’t play ’round we know it’s wrong
I think that there’s, brighter days we just trying to get it right, ay
We can’t be mad we just trying to live our lives, ay
I tried to teach, what you teaching to be
You were bad when you called and I need you with me, yeah
I tried to do it, uh, sometimes I throw it away
Showing things I need to see so I know about it
So you know things about me before I know about it
Yeah I know I’m scared to lose you to another guy
I didn’t leave and knowing me I might be back tonight
And I promise I won’t cheat no more
I ain’t clearing up my recents ‘fore we meet no more
It’s a lot of things I need to change with me, girl I know it shorty
Yeah
And I know that I ain’t switched up just a lot of niggas switch around me
Cause I just been
Ride round town with my speakers on bump
I do this when I want for these bitches when I want
I really came up, man, I really came up
I didn’t have a buck, now I spend it when I want
And bitches wanna fuck I ain’t even got the time
Cause the rollie don’t tick less it’s (ching) or a dime, man
All I really want is some love and a smile, man
All I really want is some and a smile, man
Find me
I’m lying on my driveway all alone
And I’m hoping that you’ll come back home
Won’t you find me
I’m lying
But I know you’ll never show
And I smile still I know it, know it, know it