why u do that

why you do dat?!, i said i'm sorry baby, that was biggaveli not charly baby, why you do dat?!, she said don't call me baby, don't categorize me with all your ladies, why you do dat?!, i tried to tell you before i be gone but you wouldn't listen, why you do dat?!, v-12 on 24's, pretty whores and the shoes is glistening, doin 95 in the benz, see the fedz 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, two 74 pounds baby that ain't piff, biggaveli the type of nigga to skeet off the tool, raid the cabinets and th fridge and eat up all the food, but the dick i lay it heavy, something like a chevy, wit a v-10 enginge sitting on 20 inch pirellis, baby girl was ready, in her eyes i was the shit, till she busted me wit another bitch, and she said, why you do dat?!, i said im sorry baby, that was biggaveli not charly baby, why you do dat?!, she said don't call me baby, don't categorize me with all your ladies, why you do dat?!, i tried to tell you before i be gone but you wouldn't listen, why you do dat?!, v-12 on 24's, 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, 40's, 20's, and dimes, they used to be mason betha now all the honey's 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 yall sure to rat, i don't know what they told u, 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, till you leave them in pain she said you don't know how it feels, why you do dat?!, i said im sorry baby, that was biggaveli not charly baby, why you do dat?!, she said don't call me baby, don't categorize me with all your ladies, why you do dat?!, i tried to tell you before i be gone but you wouldn't listen, why you do dat?!, v-12 on 24's, 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, u can catch me out in cali, lookin for caucasian bitches wit titties and a fatty, now im in the back of the caddy, staring through my rearview, windows is getting foggy i hope i got a clearview, 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 dat?!, i said im sorry baby, that was biggaveli not charly baby, why you do dat?!, she said don't call me baby, don't categorize me with all your ladies, why you do dat?!, i tried to tell you before i be gone but you wouldn't listen, why you do dat?!, v-12 on 24's, pretty whores and the shoes is glistening