Tell Me Why - Rich Homie Quan, Drake

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Rich Homie Quan

(Reps Up, OVO)

Rich Homie Quan

(You already…)

Baby

All my niggas so hungry, man they just eat what they kill

I like convertible Bentleys and houses deep in the Hills

I might tell the whole crew come through

My squad gotta roll through come through

Tell the young high school kids keep dreamin'

Because they sure do come true

Then I say: this that fuckin' mob shit, this that fuckin' player shit

This that shake a bottle up and bust the top and spray the shit

Bitches gettin' dugout like where all the fuckin' players sit

And like you just got traded

Girl you don’t know who you’re playin' with

Aww yeah, aww yeah, my sound is what up right now

I’ve been down, but I’m up right now

Nigga been backstrokin' and breaststrokin'

Through that lane that you left open

Man I don’t give a fuck right now

Let a nigga swim in the pussy on the low

'Bout to go drown in the cup right now, holla

I don’t know what it was about you

Like blue you left me without a clue

I pictured the fate, is it true?

'Cause I tried to make this shit work

But it seems like you was in your feelings

You kept them hatin' bitches all in our business

But I just got one question, baby

Tell me why?

Started from the bottom like Drake said

You the type of nigga get robbed wanna play dead

My squad’ll kick in your door where that safe at

No Atari, games girl I don’t play that

If she broke I don’t acknowledge her, everything I say I follow up

What you talkin' 'bout?

Ummmm, Polo shirt, my collar up

Drippin' on these hoes

Ain’t by myself, it’s a lot of us

Made a little money, still ain’t got enough

And if you got a nigga dead, put your lighter up

Keep my eyes open, don’t say nothin'

Motor geeked up like a razor

You don’t know me, you must mistake me

For somebody else

But it’s somethin' about you that I fell in love with

Your ex nigga, fuck him

I had to tell her that

I don’t know what it was about you

Like blue you left me without a clue

I pictured the fate, is it true?

'Cause I tried to make this shit work

But it seems like you was in your feelings

You kept them hatin' bitches all in our business

But I just got one question, baby

Tell me why?

Question, baby, tell me why

One question, baby, tell me why