Why You Do That - Max B, Arkatech Beatz

I said I’m sorry baby, that was Biggaveli not Charley baby

Why you do that?

She said don’t call me baby, don’t categorize me with all your ladies

Why you do that?

I tried to tell you before I be gone but you wouldn’t listen

Why you do that?

V-12 on 24s, pretty whores and the shoes is glistening

Doin 95 in the Benz, see the feds on my ass

Light the blunt, hit the music, then I step on the gas

Now I’m speeding in the lane as if I had a quota

Got my bitch, she shotgun with pizza and a cola

She don’t panic at all, my baby play it cool

It don’t matter police and all she spraying the tool

It was just like yesterday when I gave her the penis

She stroked my ego when she called me a musical genius

Whatchu give me credit for?

Baby I ain’t shit

270 for a pound baby that ain’t piff

Biggaveli the type of nigga to skeet off the tool

Raid the cabinets and the fridge and eat up all the food

But the dick I lay it heavy, something like a Chevy

Wit a V-10 engine sitting on 20 inch pirellis

Baby girl was ready, in her eyes I was the shit

'Til she busted me wit another bitch

And she said

Why you do that?

I said I’m sorry baby, that was Biggaveli, not Charley baby

Why you do that?

She said don’t call me baby, don’t categorize me with all your ladies

Why you do that?

I tried to tell you before early on but you wouldn’t listen

Why you do that?

V-12 on 24s, pretty whores and the shoes is glistening

Got the game in the loop, keep the thang in the boot

Got the virus to cook a pot of cocaine in the coupe

I make it rain on ya stoop

40s, 20s and dimes

They used to be Mason Betha now all the honeys is mine

We get money

In the grind

We did it easy, no frontin'

And did it in a way when niggas couldn’t see me coming

Better duck when niggas is gunnin'

Of course y’all sure to rat

I don’t know what they told you, boss don do it big

Capo up in the club, he poppin' them kleikas

See him live up wit a bottle, he on top of the speakers

Me I’m in the cut wit a skeezer, on my Biggavel shit

Wife beater and a du-ey, slightly on my jail shit

And I don’t worry, these hoes and bitches they love us

Every other city we go over, these bitches they wanna fuck us

They fuck us and they trust us

Have them head over heels

'Til you leave them in pain she said you don’t know how it feels

Why you do that?

I said I’m sorry baby, that was Biggaveli, not Charley baby

Why you do that?

She said don’t call me baby, don’t categorize me with all your ladies

Why you do that?

I tried to tell you before early on but you wouldn’t listen

Why you do that?

V-12 on 24s, pretty whores and the shoes is glistening

Now these labels they want me, they say I got what it take

Said I should be in the stu', instead of popping the eight

Nigga my topic is the cake

Jewelry, bitches, and cars

Doin' it big wit all my niggas popping cris' in the bars

I fuck wit the stars

You can catch me out in Cali

Lookin' for Caucasian bitches wit titties and a fatty

Now I’m in the back of the Caddy, staring through my rear view

Windows is getting foggy, I hope I got a clear view

Bitch nigga I dare you, to shorten my cheese

Only money, music and family important to me

Baby you talking to me?

«How you doin' Maxy»

Had me in the club blowin my' stacks

She said

Why you do that?

I said I’m sorry baby, that was Biggaveli, not Charley baby

Why you do that?

She said don’t call me baby, don’t categorize me with all your ladies

Why you do that?

I tried to tell you before early on but you wouldn’t listen

Why you do that?

V-12 on 24s, pretty whores and the shoes is glistening