Why You - Willie Bee, Shad Da God

Why you

Why you (God on God)

Why you

Why you playin wit me boy

You know I’ma up da stick

I ain’t playing witchu hoes

Y’all ain’t gettin nun but dick

Catch me flexin in dis bitch

Bitches choosin on dis shit

Boy I’m up

Y’all niggas

Round here losin in dis bitch

Got my Baby wit me

He can’t wait to up da stick

I’m not playin wit a bitch

I can’t give her nun but dick

Man I’m flexin in dis bitch

Wit a 30 pointer wrist

I fuck it up just a lil bit

But I’m KooLn in dis bitch

I fuck it just a lil bit

Coupe wit a AMG kit

I b still juug’n just a lil bit

I can getcha ass a bag or a brick

I fuck wit da bitch just a lil bit

She just talk too much for da pimp

Man I be drippin on dem

Got Masons on’em like Bim

Dey saw da God on da Nat

Rolls Royce on factory rims

I take dat shit all da way back

I fuck around & serve ya out dat lac

U can bet what u want

We gone bet it

I’m da hardest in da town

Nigga let’s bet it

I smoke president

We elected

Dey can say what dey want

They respect it

I can’t stand da rain

Like Missy Elliot

Its raining bullets on dey block

Hoppin out the car bussin dem Glocks

Big diamonds On da watch

Yeah we get Alotta money

Dat what it’s bout

Dats what dis Mafia shit bout

Mercedes Benz Stadium

Ridin past

In Dat Benz drop top

Why you playin with me boy

You know I’ma up da stick

I ain’t playing witchu hoes

Y’all ain’t gettin nun but dick

Catch me flexin in dis bitch

Bitches choosin on dis shit

Boy I’m up!!!

Y’all niggas round here losin in dis bitch

Got my Baby wit me

He can’t wait to up da stick

I’m not playin with a bitch

I can’t give her nun but dick

Man I’m flexin in dis bitch

Wit a 30 pointer

I fuck it up just a lil bit

Boy I’m coolin in dis bitch

Boy don’t play wit him

He might lose it in dis bitch

Boy it stay wit him

Big head bullets in his clip

We ain’t trippin bout shit

Actavis what I sip

High tech Or da Wock

Always on a nigga lips

Bitches choosin in dis bitch

Ice on a nigga wrist

Got it freezin in dis bitch

Frigidaire on ya bitch

How dare lil bitch

I ain’t got nun but dick

Stop & stare lil bitch

Vvs on my wrist

Rick flare in dis bitch

Doin donuts like I don’t care in dis bitch

Standin on da couch

Fuck a chair in dis bitch

Hold a bottle up

I’m da mayor in dis bitch

Don’t care in dis bitch

Why you playin with me boy

You know I’ma up da stick

I ain’t playing witchu hoes

Y’all ain’t gettin nun but dick

Catch me flexin in dis bitch

Bitches choosin on dis shit

Boy I’m up!!!

Y’all niggas round here losin in dis bitch

Got my Baby with me

He can’t wait to up da stick

I’m not playin with a bitch

I can’t give her nun but dick

Man I’m flexin in dis bitch

Wit a 30 pointer

I fuck it up just a lil bit

Boy I’m coolin in dis bitch