Why Wouldn't I
(专辑: Street Dreams - 2003)
[Fabolous (Paul Cain)] Yeah, yo Cain (what up nigga) Why wouldn't these bitches love us nigga? Why wouldn't these niggas hate us huh? (Why wouldn't they Fab?) Yeah, (Desert Storm), uh, yeah, uh [Fabolous] Why wouldn't I
talk as greasy as cheese steak meat In a
strawberry Range, pie crust piping on the
cheesecake seats I'm known for hitting women's soft spots With Princess cut Canaries the
size of lemon cough drops [Paul Cain] I'm right behind 'em in the
Porsche drop Linen soft top, sick chain with 20 point rocks Take your bitch, why wouldn't I? The
whip got chrome shoes, cream leather seats with old wooden sides [Fabolous] Uh, yeah, what's really popping, usually boys know This ghetto superstar with the
Bruce Lee-roy glow Niggas has to hate the
outcome (yeah) Plus I'm in a
throwback from the
same year they assassinated Malcolm [Paul Cain] Make so much ends, I
got to find faster ways to count 'em (yeah) A
minute on the
block, how fast I
make a
thousand? (Cain) That nigga you love to hate, still hug blocks and bubble weight Off the
love I
can't [Fabolous] Baby girl, why wouldn't fellas stop ya? After we come through the
hood in helicopters (yeah) [Paul Cain] The
dro I
got in this wood, is hela-proper We do the
damn thing, who could they tell us not ta [Chorus Fabolous (Paul Cain)] Why wouldn't this joint make you wanna dance? Why wouldn't these jewels make you wanna glance? (Why wouldn't this whip make you wanna ride? And why wouldn't this thing be on my side?) Why wouldn't this game have you on your knees? Why wouldn't these 20's be on the
V's? (Why wouldn't this money make you wanna hate?) Why wouldn't I
what? [Paul Cain] Why wouldn't I
pull up to the
spot, yellow is all (ok) Dressed in yellow linen, covered in Canaries never a
flaw (uh huh) Why shouldn't I
wear this much ice The
Princesses in my hair, are clear and cut, right? Why wouldn't I
talk this slick (why not?) With a
watch and bracelet this flooded, and a
cross this sick? So why wouldn't I
get it homes (I mean) To a
nigga getting money like myself, a
little brain that's minimal (yeah) Might talk but I
live it though, sick chain glitter roll Never sleep and don't stop getting that [Fabolous] Uh, hold up Cain, uh, why wouldn't I
have samples of raw (uh huh) And academic sample velours (uh huh) Hypnotic samples the
poor (woo) The
European sample is all (yeah) Will on the
right side do with the
wings stamped on the
door It's the
street family boss, I
land by the
shores Get pampered by whores, eat scampy and claws The
kid's been trampeled before by a
tramp with no flaws That's up to they get cramps in they jaws I
keep kefs jammed in the
four Amp meter draw, end up in a
wheelchair rammed by your dog [Chorus Fabolous (Paul Cain)] Why wouldn't this joint make you wanna dance? Why wouldn't these jewels make you wanna glance? (Why wouldn't this whip make you wanna ride? And why wouldn't this thing be on my side?) Why wouldn't this game have you on your knees? Why wouldn't these 20's be on the
V's? (Why wouldn't this money make you wanna hate?) Why wouldn't I
huh? Why wouldn't I
what? [Fabolous] After a
million scanned on it (yeah) Why wouldn't the
Range look like it got 20-inch ceiling fans on it (woo) Only reason you in my face ma'am Is cause i
got the
same mike's that Jordan had on the
"Space Jam" [Paul Cain] Why wouldn't I
chase chips Come through Aves, like "Pluto Nash" in Coupes that look like spaceships Ridiculous bracelet and the
outrageous Watch with flawless rocks, invisible placement [Fabolous] Uh, I
oughta feel like a
boss (uh huh) Why wouldn't I
get a
100 an appearance, quarter mil a
endorse I
oughta feel some remorse Cause I'm killing 'em out there, and a
stick shift sport utility Porsche [Paul Cain] Yeah, I
know when you see us, it be pissing you off Cause you would think we paid a
fortune for the
shit that we floss Spend summers in my Sicily loft Whole crib, interior decoration done by Christian Dior (Baby girl), I
got cops thats on the
payroll Jet skies, and speed boats docked up in Barbados [Fabolous] Green and cream Tims, brocolli and potatoes Why wouldn't you see the
Storm for the
rocks and these tornadoes [Chorus 2X]