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Note$ - Why U Lyrics



Note$ - Why U Lyrics




Why u always actin like a b*tch n*gga
Why u always waiting u ain't tryna get rich n*gga
Why u always hatin u ain't f*ckin with the click nigga
All these bad b*tches and they all on the dick n*gga, we the sh*t n*gga
I have no time for yo nonsense
All of these drugs weighing hard on my conscience
All of my b*tches they come with low mileage
All of my n*ggas they strapped with them limas(guns) we some riders
Big Tymers, What u know

I don't fell in love with this sh*t n*gga
Diamonds hittin hard on my wrist n*gga
I ain't nvr looking for no handout
All this money make it hard not to stand out
All these b*tches wanna f*ck I'm the man now
All this money runnin through it nvr ran out
All these b*tches they in love with the d*ck
U won't find a nigga better cuz he does not exist
Please do not lie to me
I react violently
U don't want see my bad side of me
I know them stars like astrology
Mama she proud of me, n*ggas they ride for me
I got yo b*tch she down under like wallabies
Tell me what it is what it ain't n*gga
Ima do it big what u think n*gga
Ima tell them n*ggas they ain't welcome
N*ggas sick that's the reason I don't thank n*ggas
Tell her go head and buss it for a real one
Let me know when u realize
I'm the shit I'm as real as it get
Yea I know a lot of shit but why u always actin like a b*tch n*gga

Why u always actin like a b*tch n*gga
Why u always waiting u ain't tryna get rich n*gga
Why u always hatin u ain't f*ckin with the click nigga
All these bad b*tches and they all on the dick n*gga, we the sh*t n*gga
I have no time for yo nonsense
All of these drugs weighing hard on my conscience
All of my b*tches they come with low mileage
All of my n*ggas they strapped with them limas(guns) we some riders
Big Tymers, What u know

Tell me what u want what u need from me
I already know that u need loving
I already know what u fiend for
All these drugs we gon f*ck around and leave f*cking
All these sins they gon f*ck around and catch up
All these hoes they gon f*ck around and do ya dirty
I was really tryna get it nigga motherf*ck a image they gon kill ya if they knew ya purpose
I would nvr run I nvr ran or
Nvr took the stand or
Told on a nigga that's some shit that I don't stand for
I would nvr argue with a bitch, im too ballin for this shit
U a rebound i hit her with the handoff
A nigga Derek Jeter f*ckin bitches bases loaded in the man now
So understand now

Why u always actin like a b*tch n*gga
Why u always waiting u ain't tryna get rich n*gga
Why u always hatin u ain't f*ckin with the click nigga
All these bad b*tches and they all on the dick n*gga, we the sh*t n*gga
I have no time for yo nonsense
All of these drugs weighing hard on my conscience
All of my b*tches they come with low mileage
All of my n*ggas they strapped with them limas(guns) we some riders
Big Tymers, What u know
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Why u always actin like a b*tch n*gga
Why u always waiting u ain't tryna get rich n*gga
Why u always hatin u ain't f*ckin with the click nigga
All these bad b*tches and they all on the dick n*gga, we the sh*t n*gga
I have no time for yo nonsense
All of these drugs weighing hard on my conscience
All of my b*tches they come with low mileage
All of my n*ggas they strapped with them limas(guns) we some riders
Big Tymers, What u know

I don't fell in love with this sh*t n*gga
Diamonds hittin hard on my wrist n*gga
I ain't nvr looking for no handout
All this money make it hard not to stand out
All these b*tches wanna f*ck I'm the man now
All this money runnin through it nvr ran out
All these b*tches they in love with the d*ck
U won't find a nigga better cuz he does not exist
Please do not lie to me
I react violently
U don't want see my bad side of me
I know them stars like astrology
Mama she proud of me, n*ggas they ride for me
I got yo b*tch she down under like wallabies
Tell me what it is what it ain't n*gga
Ima do it big what u think n*gga
Ima tell them n*ggas they ain't welcome
N*ggas sick that's the reason I don't thank n*ggas
Tell her go head and buss it for a real one
Let me know when u realize
I'm the shit I'm as real as it get
Yea I know a lot of shit but why u always actin like a b*tch n*gga

Why u always actin like a b*tch n*gga
Why u always waiting u ain't tryna get rich n*gga
Why u always hatin u ain't f*ckin with the click nigga
All these bad b*tches and they all on the dick n*gga, we the sh*t n*gga
I have no time for yo nonsense
All of these drugs weighing hard on my conscience
All of my b*tches they come with low mileage
All of my n*ggas they strapped with them limas(guns) we some riders
Big Tymers, What u know

Tell me what u want what u need from me
I already know that u need loving
I already know what u fiend for
All these drugs we gon f*ck around and leave f*cking
All these sins they gon f*ck around and catch up
All these hoes they gon f*ck around and do ya dirty
I was really tryna get it nigga motherf*ck a image they gon kill ya if they knew ya purpose
I would nvr run I nvr ran or
Nvr took the stand or
Told on a nigga that's some shit that I don't stand for
I would nvr argue with a bitch, im too ballin for this shit
U a rebound i hit her with the handoff
A nigga Derek Jeter f*ckin bitches bases loaded in the man now
So understand now

Why u always actin like a b*tch n*gga
Why u always waiting u ain't tryna get rich n*gga
Why u always hatin u ain't f*ckin with the click nigga
All these bad b*tches and they all on the dick n*gga, we the sh*t n*gga
I have no time for yo nonsense
All of these drugs weighing hard on my conscience
All of my b*tches they come with low mileage
All of my n*ggas they strapped with them limas(guns) we some riders
Big Tymers, What u know
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