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Fabolous - Why Wouldn't I Lyrics |
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| Current Rating: None | (feat. Paul Cain)
[Fabolous (Paul
Cain)]
Yeah, yo Cain (what up nigga)
Why wouldn't these bitches love
us nigga?
Why wouldn't these niggas hate us huh?
(Why wouldn't they
Fab?)
Yeah, (Desert Storm), uh, yeah, uh
[Fabolous]
Why
wouldn't I talk as greasy as cheese steak meat
In a strawberry Range, pie
crust piping on the cheesecake seats
I'm known for hittin' women's soft spots
With Princess cut Canaries the size of lemon cough drops
[Paul
Cain]
I'm right behind 'em in the Porsche drop
Linen soft top, sick
chain with 20 point rocks
Take your bitch, why wouldn't I?
The whip got
chrome shoes, cream leather seats with old wooden
sides
[Fabolous]
Uh, yeah, what's really poppin', usually boys
know
This ghetto superstar with the Bruce Lee-roy glow
Niggas has to hate
the outcome (yeah)
Plus I'm in a throwback from the same year they
assassinated Malcolm
[Paul Cain]
Make so much ends, I got to
find faster ways to count 'em (yeah)
A minute on the block, how fast I make a
thousand? (Cain)
That nigga you love to hate, still hug blocks and bubble
weight
Off the love I can't
[Fabolous]
Baby girl, why
wouldn't fellas stop ya?
After we come through the hood in helicopters
(yeah)
[Paul Cain]
The dro I got in this wood, is
hela-proper
We do the damn thing, who could they tell us not
ta
[Chorus - Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint make
you wanna dance?
Why wouldn't these jewels make you wanna glance?
(Why
wouldn't this whip make you wanna ride?
And why wouldn't this thing be on my
side?)
Why wouldn't this game have you on your knees?
Why wouldn't these
20's be on the V's?
(Why wouldn't this money make you wanna hate?)
Why
wouldn't I what?
[Paul Cain]
Why wouldn't I pull up to the
spot, yellow is all (ok)
Dressed in yellow linen, covered in Canaries never a
flaw (uh huh)
Why shouldn't I wear this much ice
The Princesses in my
hair, are clear and cut, right?
Why wouldn't I talk this slick (why
not?)
With a watch and bracelet this flooded, and a cross this sick?
So
why wouldn't I get it homes (I mean)
To a nigga gettin' money like myself, a
little brain that's minimal (yeah)
Might talk but I live it though, sick
chain glitter roll
Never sleep and don't stop gettin'
that
[Fabolous]
Uh, hold up Cain, uh, why wouldn't I have
samples of raw (uh huh)
And academic sample the laws (uh huh)
Hypnotic
samples the poor (woo)
The European sample is all (yeah)
Will on the right
side do with the wings stamped on the door
It's the street family boss, I
land by the shores
Get pampered by whores, eat scampy and claws
The kid's
been trampeled before by a tramp with no flaws
That's up to they get cramps
in they jaws
I keep kefs jammed in the four
Amp meter draw, end up in a
wheelchair rammed by your dog
[Chorus - Fabolous (Paul
Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint make you wanna dance?
Why wouldn't
these jewels make you wanna glance?
(Why wouldn't this whip make you wanna
ride?
And why wouldn't this thing be on my side?)
Why wouldn't this game
have you on your knees?
Why wouldn't these 20's be on the V's?
(Why
wouldn't this money make you wanna hate?)
Why wouldn't I huh? Why wouldn't I
what?
[Fabolous]
After a million scanned on it (yeah)
Why
wouldn't the Range look like it got 20-inch ceiling fans on it (woo)
Only
reason you in my face ma'am
Is cause i got the same mic/mike stat Jordan had
on the "Space Jam"
[Paul Cain]
Why wouldn't I chase
chips
Come through Aves, like "Pluto Nash" in Coupes that look like
spaceships
Ridiculous bracelet and the outrageous
Watch with flawless
rocks, invisible placement
[Fabolous]
Uh, I oughta feel like a
boss (uh huh)
Why wouldn't I get a 100 an appearance, quarter mil a
endorse
I oughta feel some remorse
Cause I'm killin' 'em out there, and a
stick shift sport utility Porsche
[Paul Cain]
Yeah, I know when
you see us, it be pissin' you off
Cause you would think we paid a fortune for
the shit that we floss
Spend summers in my Sicily loft
Whole crib,
interior decoration done by Christian Dior
(Baby girl), I got cops thats on
the payroll
Jet skies, and speed boats docked up in
Barbados
[Fabolous]
Green and cream Tims, brocolli and potatoes
Why wouldn't you see the Storm for the rocks and these
tornadoes
[Chorus - 2X]
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