[00:00.00][intro]
[00:19.24]Why Yoooooooo, Why yo yo yo
[00:24.78]Why Yoooooooo, Why yagga ya yo
[00:30.36]Why Yoooooooo, Why yo yo yo
[00:36.16]Why Yoooooooo, Why yagga ya yo (yagga yo)
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[00:41.07]I'm the most critically acclaimed, rap bitch in the game
[00:44.58]Coast to coast, stash the gat in holster girl
[00:47.37]Dark skinned, Christian Dior poster girl
[00:49.94]I'm a rockin Timbs bitch and the Gucci loafers girl
[00:52.80]Niggas say I'm too pretty to spit rhymes this gritty
[00:55.36]**** y'all thought? Be dancin around in suits like I'm {?Diddy}?
[00:58.84]Pretty, show niggas how we run this city
[01:01.05]Respect my name, Boogie nigga, stay in ya lane
[01:03.87]Like The Hurricane, rains on bitches like Sugar Shane
[01:06.82]And dare one of y'all rappin chicks to mention Fox name
[01:09.68]"What's Beef?" Beef is when bitches think it's sweet
[01:12.43]See y'all frontin in the streets and let my gat meet ya
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[01:15.25][Chorus]
[01:15.55]Why Yoooooooo, Why yo yo yo
[01:20.77]Why Yoooooooo, Why yagga ya yo
[01:26.34]Why Yoooooooo, Why yo yo yo
[01:32.10]Why Yoooooooo, Why yagga ya yo (yagga yo)
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[01:36.82]Check, uhh
[01:38.22]It's like I'm in my own ****in world, I speak how I feel
[01:40.48]Sometimes I feel like I'm just too ****in real
[01:43.09]I love to stack riches, no disrespect y'all
[01:45.95]I respect the rap game, but I don't **** with rap bitches
[01:48.97]I'm speakin from my heart
[01:50.72]It's not that I'm too good, I'm just hood
[01:52.59]Been like this from the ****in start
[01:54.54]Since I bust my gun in ninety-six
[01:57.20]Y'all never see me flick up with them fake-ass chicks
[02:00.05]Bitches smile up in your face, turn around and pop shit
[02:02.92]You a industry bitch, I'm a in the streets bitch
[02:05.77]I might breeze through Prada, Chloe or Tiffs
[02:08.63]But, other than that it's just me and my six
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[02:11.44][Chorus]
[02:12.13]Why Yoooooooo, Why yo yo yo
[02:17.47]Why Yoooooooo, Why yagga ya yo
[02:22.89]Why Yoooooooo, Why yo yo yo
[02:29.02]Why Yoooooooo, Why yagga ya yo (yagga yo)
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[02:33.72]I dream filthy
[02:35.98]My moms and pops mixed it with the Trini' rum and whiskey
[02:38.55]Uhh, proper set off
[02:39.90]Six sped off, gats let off, I speak calm
[02:42.80]Gangsta, and pose off like Screechie Dan, bwoy
[02:46.19]Who y'all know rock Prada like Fox
[02:48.45]Pop bottles in the back of the cellar with Donatella
[02:51.35]Cartier wrist wear, Pasha Kay face
[02:54.02]Got niggas stand in line just to get a sneak taste
[02:56.77]Act like y'all don't know I keeps gat beneath waist
[02:59.68]And like a hundred thou' each crib in each safe
[03:02.45]When Fox come through she ah go dun di place
[03:05.10]I'm like Marion Jones, what, who the FLUCK wan' race?
[03:08.12]Listen, never trippin, never catch Brown slippin
[03:11.03]****, y'all only nice around mics like Pippen
[03:13.99]Shit, to all my thugs that's Blood'n or Crip'n
[03:16.24]I'm still shittin, still lowridin and switch-hittin nigga
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[03:19.28][Chorus]
[03:19.65]Why Yoooooooo, Why yo yo yo
[03:24.86]Why Yoooooooo, Why yagga ya yo
[03:30.73]Why Yoooooooo, Why yo yo yo
[03:36.29]Why Yoooooooo, Why yagga ya yo (yagga yo)
[03:42.68]Why Yoooooooo, Why yo yo yo
[03:47.52]Why Yoooooooo, Why yagga ya yo
[03:53.19]Why Yoooooooo, Why yo yo yo
[03:58.91]Why Yoooooooo, Why yagga ya yo (yagga yo)