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WHY Video (MV)




Performed By: K.Buttah
Language: English
Length: 1:45
Written by: Keishawn Butler




K.Buttah - WHY Lyrics
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I'm back,
Smoking space grams,
Bitch i'm high as f*ck,
Shorty mind your business, why you
Keep asking what's in my cup,
All these windows tinted,
Baby you should suck me up or some
Why
Cause I'm handsome,
Cause my bands up,
And this shit all in my ear,
This shit be dancin'
Pull off in that Porsche it's super fast, They like damn son, got this new Chick super bad,
She keep callin' me mcLovin',
I ain't goin' in no club,
Less my strap get in the function
Uh,
Feel like yesterday, in momma house baggin' onions,
But I leveled up,
I could take your bitch
And make her climax,
Uh, i could change her climax,
Steady chirpin' on the net,
Boy you not like that,
Uh, yeah, who really gives a f*ck,
Uh, nigga not us,
Uh, in this chopper
Uh, nigga I trust,
Shout out to my lawyer,
She really put belt to ass,
Off a addy now
Feel like Dexter locked up in the lab, Nigga think he low,
Flexin' that chain but that shit
Be glass,
I just pulled off in that trackhawk, Same color as dandruff,
12 they on my ass
Push that button then I vanish,
Truey jacket, Truey jeans,
I feel like I'm Sosa,
Sosa Chamberlain
TP what I'm bangin',
Brody he say bishmallah ,
And then he get to flamin',
Brody he say bishmallah
And then he get to bangin',
Brody he say bishmallah ,
And then he put that pain in
Smokin' space grams,
Bitch I'm high as f*ck,
Shorty mind your business
Why you keep askin' what's in my Cup,
All these windows tinted
Baby you should suck me up or some,
Why
Cause I'm handsome,
Cause my band's up
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I'm back,
Smoking space grams,
Bitch i'm high as f*ck,
Shorty mind your business, why you
Keep asking what's in my cup,
All these windows tinted,
Baby you should suck me up or some
Why
Cause I'm handsome,
Cause my bands up,
And this shit all in my ear,
This shit be dancin'
Pull off in that Porsche it's super fast, They like damn son, got this new Chick super bad,
She keep callin' me mcLovin',
I ain't goin' in no club,
Less my strap get in the function
Uh,
Feel like yesterday, in momma house baggin' onions,
But I leveled up,
I could take your bitch
And make her climax,
Uh, i could change her climax,
Steady chirpin' on the net,
Boy you not like that,
Uh, yeah, who really gives a f*ck,
Uh, nigga not us,
Uh, in this chopper
Uh, nigga I trust,
Shout out to my lawyer,
She really put belt to ass,
Off a addy now
Feel like Dexter locked up in the lab, Nigga think he low,
Flexin' that chain but that shit
Be glass,
I just pulled off in that trackhawk, Same color as dandruff,
12 they on my ass
Push that button then I vanish,
Truey jacket, Truey jeans,
I feel like I'm Sosa,
Sosa Chamberlain
TP what I'm bangin',
Brody he say bishmallah ,
And then he get to flamin',
Brody he say bishmallah
And then he get to bangin',
Brody he say bishmallah ,
And then he put that pain in
Smokin' space grams,
Bitch I'm high as f*ck,
Shorty mind your business
Why you keep askin' what's in my Cup,
All these windows tinted
Baby you should suck me up or some,
Why
Cause I'm handsome,
Cause my band's up
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Writer: Keishawn Butler
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