Rick Ross

Rick Ross - I Wonder Why lyrics

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[Intro:]

The day you decide to get you some money

Nigga fuck your friends

Ain't no friends we ain't even on that

All these niggas taking Instagrams, selfies

Point me to the money!

Point me to the money!

Business, big business

Maybach business

If you ain't with it I don't fuck with you

Hook:

You ain't gotta hold my hand, and point me to the money

Keep it real with me nigga and you won't be disappointed

My brother caught a… and I still write him every month

He told me sell his guns and I still got 'em in the trunk

I wonder why, I wonder why

I wonder why, sometimes I wonder why

I wanna shine just like the summertime!

They say them folk gave them a heap of time

Nappy-headed nigga, pocket full of crack rock

Nineteen, living like a fucking rap star

Watching from my porch you thought it was a fucking film

One day he buy the car, next day the fucking ….

Deadly headed bitches, tall and they slim

They know I'm as… I know it's him

Never testify, I seen it in his eye

Attempted murder on his life in that 360, ah

With my two eyes!

Two different pistols

One with registered and one to get your issue

I wonder why, sometimes I wonder why

All this fame and fortune leave you traumatized.

Hook:

You ain't gotta hold my hand, and point me to the money

Keep it real with me nigga and you won't be disappointed

My brother caught a… and I still write him every month

He told me sell his guns and I still got 'em in the trunk

I wonder why, I wonder why

I wonder why, sometimes I wonder why

I wanna shine just like the summertime!

They say them folk gave them a heap of time

Now I'm being followed by some creepy …

Now I'm being followed by some creepy…

Stand your ground, stand your ground

Stand your ground, you gotta stand your ground!

Got on my hoodie and my motherfucking Desert Eagle

You wanna do me, then you go and tell the people

Knock me down, … drops as the sun rise

I could see a hustler in my son's eye.

I never knew that money bring so many enemies

Dreams come true, they dream of killing me

But it's fuck 'em and I feed 'em fish

Them killers coming, 'X' you off the list

Now I'm being followed by some creepy …

Now I'm being followed by some creepy…

Stand your ground, stand your ground

Stand your ground, you gotta stand your ground!

Hook:

You ain't gotta hold my hand, and point me to the money

Keep it real with me nigga and you won't be disappointed

My brother caught a… and I still write him every month

He told me sell his guns and I still got 'em in the trunk

I wonder why, I wonder why

I wonder why, sometimes I wonder why

I wanna shine just like the summertime!

They say them folk gave them a heap of time

[Outro:]

OK, they're having trouble hearing you, so take your time

Creepy-ass cracka

And then he said

And he's still following you?

Yes!

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