Max B - Why You Do That lyrics

[Hook:] 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 who*es and the shoes is glistening [Verse 1:] Doin 95 in the benz, see the fedz on my a** 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 b**h 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 sh** Two 74 pounds baby that ain't piff Biggaveli the type of n***a 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 sh** Till she busted me wit another b**h And she said [Hook:] 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 who*es and the shoes is glistening [Verse 2:] Got the game in the loop, keep the thang in the boot Got the virus to cook a pot of c**aine 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 n***as couldn't see me coming Better duck when n***as 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 sh** Wife beater and a du-ey, slightly on my jail sh** And I don't worry, these hoes and b**hes they love us Every other city we go over, these b**hes they wanna f** us They f** 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 [Hook:] 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 who*es and the shoes is glistening [Verse 3:] 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 n***a my topic is the cake Jewelry, b**hes, and cars Doin it big wit all my n***as popping cris' in the bars I f** wit the stars U can catch me out in cali Lookin for caucasian b**hes 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 b**h n***a 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 [Hook:] 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 who*es and the shoes is glistening