Don't Ask Why
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Just stepped out, hat to the back
Fuck the foreign car, I'm hoppin' in the lac
Blunts rolled up, amp to the max
Windows rolled up, tint all black
I'm headed down 20, no police
I'm in a black lac, I'm bout 4 deep
I'm ridin' big wheels, my car cocked up
9 Millimeter, I stay glocked up
So don't get bucked, and don't jump fly
This ain't a fair game, and don't ask why
I party rock hard, like I'm hardrock
Cafe, and I'm fly like star fox
In this game I'm a renegade
How the fuck did I get diamonds on my louie shades
And I feel like Michael Crabtree
Ballin' hard off in Cali where the loud be
When they see me they be askin' questions
I look at them like they stupid have them second guessin'
I'm always with the same team
And when we hit the club, it be the same scene
Just stepped out, hat to the back
Fuck the foreign car, I'm hoppin' in the lac
Blunts rolled up, amp to the max
Windows rolled up, tint all black
Don't ask why, don't ask why
Don't ask why, don't ask why
Yeah my eyes low, but my cash high
I'm throwin' money hoe, and don't ask why
It's bout 1:30, I just showed up
The club still crunk, I got po'd up
Like I'm in H-Town, man hold up
I'm from the triple D, where all hoes fuck
I'm in the V.I.P., I don't need him
Some dead presidents, please bring them
I'm bout to make a movie, so please bring film
And a super freak, like Lil Kim
In this game I'm a renegade
How the fuck did I get diamonds on my louie shades
And I feel like Michael Crabtree
Ballin' hard off in Cali where the loud be
When they see me they be askin' questions
I look at them like they stupid have them second guessin'
I'm always with the same team
And when we hit the club, it be the same scene
Just stepped out, hat to the back
Fuck the foreign car, I'm hoppin' in the lac
Blunts rolled up, amp to the max
Windows rolled up, tint all black
Don't ask why, don't ask why
Don't ask why, don't ask why
Yeah my eyes low, but my cash high
I'm throwin' money hoe, and don't ask why
Now we wylin' out, till the club close
40 Minutes later, now the club closed
Bout to hit the telly, with the club hoes
Get it understood, we don't love hoes
We don't wife them up, we keep them on the side
We never let them drive, so we just let them ride
We don't make the rules, we just play the game
And then the next day, we do the same thang
In this game I'm a renegade
How the fuck did I get diamonds on my louie shades
And I feel like Michael Crabtree
Ballin' hard off in Cali where the loud be
When they see me they be askin' questions
I look at them like they stupid have them second guessin'
I'm always with the same team
And when we hit the club, it be the same scene
Just stepped out, hat to the back
Fuck the foreign car, I'm hoppin' in the lac
Blunts rolled up, amp to the max
Windows rolled up, tint all black
Don't ask why, don't ask why
Don't ask why, don't ask why
Yeah my eyes low, but my cash high
I'm throwin' money hoe, and don't ask why