I Know Why (feat. Pimp C & Rich Boy)

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Twenty-fours on the Chevy look like I'm 'bout to fly

Take flight on a hoe, ride a kite on a bitch

Lear jet Gucci when I ride on sixes

Gotta sit high like my ride on switches

Rent it out the ass dudes barking hoes keep looking

Shackles wanna jet but they don't keep back

Candy-coated 'Lac with the back pushed back

Shorty smoke thrice, what you know 'bout that?

Let the top back, the hood catch contact

It's a known fact Gucci smoke on purp

Old school verdict with the act on the skirts

See the tucked dash, paint look like glass

I came through skating and they done start hating

Twenty-eight DUB's on rotate

These haters roll dank, I tell 'em get you straight

Twenty-eight DUB's on rotate

These haters roll dank, I tell 'em get you straight

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Twenty-fours on the Chevy look like I'm 'bout to fly

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Twenty-fours on the Chevy look like I'm 'bout to fly

Yeah, ****, she just love me

Watch me ride by, wanna fuck me

See me in the club, wanna suck me

Guess that's why you mad and wanna buck me

Telling them **** you gon' kill me

But you's a bitch, you gotta feel me

I ride around the ghetto, two hunnid thousand on the slab

Spend a million on my jewels and a million on my 'Lac

Three million in the bank, four million in property

That's nine million dollars and your wife still jocking me

IRS still watching me, they hate **** with paper

Didn't like me in school but now the bitch caught the vapors

Like Biz Markie, she got what I need

She thinking it's the pussy, it's her money and her weave

I like her head but I love her bread

Them hoes want a pimp but them hoes just scared

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Twenty-fours on the Chevy look like I'm 'bout to fly

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Twenty-fours on the Chevy look like I'm 'bout to fly

I pulled up in the S-five, fifty-two hoes with me

Three thousand dollar Gucci jacket riding Big Wills

Drinking deuces and we smoking on some real killer

If you ain't out here getting money then your ass silly

Yeah really, Nina on my side

I'm sitting so high I don't ride, I glide

Slide them thirty-two inches on my Phantom

Them blades chopping on that bitch looking like a gremlin

Ho, I'm a winner, I deserve a trophy

If you ain't got no money then, ****, don't approach me

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why

Twenty-fours on the Chevy look like I'm 'bout to fly

Bitches love me, they **** hate me, I know why