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Why you ain't do what I told you?
Why you ain't do what I told you?
Yeah, yeah, uh

Why you ain't do what I told you?
You don't know no better, you know I ain't finna scold you
Always hit my line late nights so I could hold you
Comin' from the bottom, you know that my love is total
It be seemin' like the problems come back like an oval
But it's cool though
I been sippin' drank so, no, I'm not up in the mood, ho
I would be a dummy fuckin' with you, I'm a fool though
They know not to touch you, what you think I keep a tool for?

I've been ridin' 'round in traffic, with that ratchet
I know when some niggas plottin', got to cut the static
You know I'm a hot head, I'ma let em' have it
She gone give me thot head, like I ain't never had it
Look at your account, 'cause it's some money that I added
That's because you tote up on the Glock like you a savage
You know that that money come first (come first)
I gotta rubber band it
Who you know can run 100K like it was magic?
Yeah, I count that cheddar for a passion
I know, yeah, you see me drippin' in this Louis fashion
Let me put Chanel up on your shoes and put that Birkin on your baggage
Take you to the crib so, yeah, you know I'm finna tap it
But you learn how to fuck it up some how (some how)
So I be gettin' high and I can't come down
I'ma have a biddy come and slobber, she get one round
Pass her to the guys, so, yeah, you know that it's a touchdown

Why you ain't do what I told you?
You don't know no better, you know I ain't finna scold you
Always hit my line late nights so I could hold you
Comin' from the bottom, you know that my love is total
It be seemin' like the problems come back like an oval
But it's cool though
I been sippin' drank so, no, I'm not up in the mood, ho
I would be a dummy fuckin' with you, I'm a fool though
They know not to touch you, what you think I keep a tool for?

I might habe to give you up but I don't want to
But all you wanna do is fuckin' argue and I ain't finna stop you
So I'ma have to drop you, even though it took me a lil' minute just to cop you
'Member you was always stuck to me just like a tattoo
When it come to business, you was solid like a statue
Finest in the room, baby, ain't no lookin' past you
I get it, she get it, she say, "I just wanna match you"
So why you ain't do what I told you?
All these other niggas wanna hold you
They just wanna get you and expose you
So you the one I'm close to
But I run a lot of rumors, shit they're gettin' old too
Got too many ho's up on my mobile
You know we ain't trippin 'bout them soul shoes
They can pick and choose what they believe, we're goin' global
Hit it from the back and hear them vocals
You know I prefer if what we had, it wasn't local

Why you ain't do what I told you?
You don't know no better, you know I ain't finna scold you
Always hit my line late nights so I could hold you
Comin' from the bottom, you know that my love is total
It be seemin' like the problems come back like an oval
But it's cool though
I been sippin' drank so, no, I'm not up in the mood, ho
I would be a dummy fuckin' with you, I'm a fool though
They know not to touch you, what you think I keep a tool for?

Why you think I keep a tool?
Why you think I keep a tool?
What you think I keep a tool for?

Writer(s): Eric Allen
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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