Lyrics why wouldn’t i.lrc fabolous
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[ti:why wouldn’t i]
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[00:02.87]Why Wouldn’t I
[00:03.68](feat. Paul Cain)
[00:04.42][Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
[00:04.86]Yeah, yo Cain (what up nigga)
[00:06.85]Why wouldn’t these bitches love us nigga?
[00:09.71]Why wouldn’t these niggas hate us huh?
[00:12.26](Why wouldn’t they Fab?)
[00:13.13]Yeah, (Desert Storm), uh, yeah, uh
[00:16.86][00:40.63][01:01.34][02:42.93][03:03.91][03:29.66][Fabolous]
[00:17.74]Why wouldn’t I talk as greasy as cheese steak meat
[00:21.84]In a strawberry Range, pie crust piping on the cheesecake seats
[00:25.08]I’m known for hittin’ women’s soft spots
[00:27.19]With Princess cut Canaries the size of lemon cough drops
[00:30.18][01:31.89][02:53.89][03:12.61][Paul Cain]
[00:30.61]I’m right behind ’em in the Porsche drop
[00:32.29]Linen soft top, sick chain with 20 point rocks
[00:35.71]Take your bitch, why wouldn’t I?
[00:37.70]The whip got chrome shoes, cream leather seats with old wooden sides
[00:41.00]Uh, yeah, what’s really poppin’, usually boys know
[00:43.24]This ghetto superstar with the Bruce Lee-roy glow
[00:45.48]Niggas has to hate the outcome (yeah)
[00:47.22]Plus I’m in a throwback from the same year they assassinated Malcolm
[00:51.39]Make so much ends, I got to find faster ways to count ’em (yeah)
[00:53.38]A minute on the block, how fast I make a thousand? (Cain)
[00:56.12]That nigga you love to hate, still hug blocks and bubble weight
[00:59.23]Off the love I can’t
[01:01.65]Baby girl, why wouldn’t fellas stop ya?
[01:03.71]After we come through the hood in helicopters (yeah)
[01:07.56]The dro I got in this wood, is hela-proper
[01:10.12]We do the damn thing, who could they tell us not ta
[01:11.67][02:23.27][Chorus – Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
[01:12.04][02:23.71]Why wouldn’t this joint make you wanna dance?
[01:13.85][02:26.07]Why wouldn’t these jewels make you wanna glance?
[01:16.46][02:28.25](Why wouldn’t this whip make you wanna ride?
[01:19.01][02:30.86]And why wouldn’t this thing be on my side?)
[01:20.94][02:33.22]Why wouldn’t this game have you on your knees?
[01:24.05][02:35.90]Why wouldn’t these 20’s be on the V’s?
[01:26.60][02:38.38](Why wouldn’t this money make you wanna hate?)
[01:29.21]Why wouldn’t I what?
[01:32.32]Why wouldn’t I pull up to the spot, yellow is all (ok)
[01:33.75]Dressed in yellow linen, covered in Canaries never a flaw (uh huh)
[01:36.86]Why shouldn’t I wear this much ice
[01:39.10]The Princesses in my hair, are clear and cut, right?
[01:41.53]Why wouldn’t I talk this slick (why not?)
[01:43.77]With a watch and bracelet this flooded, and a cross this sick?
[01:47.13]So why wouldn’t I get it homes (I mean)
[01:49.68]To a nigga gettin’ money like myself, a little brain that’s minimal (yeah)
[01:52.29]Might talk but I live it though, sick chain glitter roll
[01:55.90]Never sleep and don’t stop gettin’ that
[01:58.01]Uh, hold up Cain, uh, why wouldn’t I have samples of raw (uh huh)
[02:00.75]And academic sample the laws (uh huh)
[02:02.80]Hypnotic samples the poor (woo)
[02:05.60]The European sample is all (yeah)
[02:06.29]Will on the right side do with the wings stamped on the door
[02:08.09]It’s the street family boss, I land by the shores
[02:10.21]Get pampered by whores, eat scampy and claws
[02:12.57]The kid’s been trampeled before by a tramp with no flaws
[02:15.99]That’s up to they get cramps in they jaws
[02:18.17]I keep kefs jammed in the four
[02:19.85]Amp meter draw, end up in a wheelchair rammed by your dog
[02:40.87]Why wouldn’t I huh? Why wouldn’t I what?
[02:43.73]After a million scanned on it (yeah)
[02:45.06]Why wouldn’t the Range look like it got 20-inch ceiling fans on it (woo)
[02:48.54]Only reason you in my face ma’am
[02:50.97]Is cause i got the same mic/mike stat Jordan had on the “Space Jam”
[02:54.26]Why wouldn’t I chase chips
[02:55.57]Come through Aves, like “Pluto Nash” in Coupes that look like spaceships
[02:58.68]Ridiculous bracelet and the outrageous
[03:01.73]Watch with flawless rocks, invisible placement
[03:04.22]Uh, I oughta feel like a boss (uh huh)
[03:05.46]Why wouldn’t I get a 100 an appearance, quarter mil a endorse
[03:08.94]I oughta feel some remorse
[03:10.44]Cause I’m killin’ ’em out there, and a stick shift sport utility Porsche
[03:14.42]Yeah, I know when you see us, it be pissin’ you off
[03:16.22]Cause you would think we paid a fortune for the shit that we floss
[03:19.15]Spend summers in my Sicily loft
[03:21.70]Whole crib, interior decoration done by Christian Dior
[03:24.93](Baby girl), I got cops thats on the payroll
[03:27.17]Jet skies, and speed boats docked up in Barbados
[03:30.03]Green and cream Tims, brocolli and potatoes
[03:32.33]Why wouldn’t you see the Storm for the rocks and these tornadoes
[03:33.95][Chorus – 2X]