Don't Ask Why

Just stepped out, hat to the back
Fuck the foreign car, I'm hoppin' in the 'lac
Rolled up, out to the max
Windows rolled up, tint all black

I'm headed down 20, no police
I'm in a black 'lac, I'm 'bout four deep
I'm ridin' big wheels, my car cocked up
Nine millimeter, I stay glocked up
So don't get buck and don't jump fly
This ain't a fair game and don't ask why
I party rock hard like I'm hard rock
Cafe and I'm fly like Star Fox

In this game I'm a renegade
How the fuck did I get diamonds on my Louie shades?
And I feel like Michael Crabtree
Ballin' hard off in Cali where the loud be
When they see me they be askin' questions
I look at 'em like they stupid, have 'em second guessin'
I'm always with the same team
And when we hit the club, it be the same scene

Just stepped out, hat to the back
Fuck the foreign car, I'm hoppin' in the 'lac
Rolled up, out to the max
Windows rolled up, tint all black
Don't ask why, don't ask why
Don't ask why, don't ask why
Yeah my eyes low, but my cash high
I'm throwin' money hoes and don't ask why

It's 'bout 1:30, I just showed up
The club still crunk, I got poured up
Like I'm in H-Town, man hold up
I'm from the Triple D where all hoes is fucked up
I'm in the V.I.P., I don't need him
Some dead presidents, please bring them
I'm 'bout to make a movie so please bring film
And a super freak like Lil' Kim

In this game I'm a renegade
How the fuck did I get diamonds on my Louie shades?
And I feel like Michael Crabtree
Ballin' hard off in Cali where the loud be
When they see me they be askin' questions
I look at 'em like they stupid, have 'em second guessin'
I'm always with the same team
And when we hit the club, it be the same scene

Just stepped out, hat to the back
Fuck the foreign car, I'm hoppin' in the 'lac
Rolled up, out to the max
Windows rolled up, tint all black
Don't ask why, don't ask why
Don't ask why, don't ask why
Yeah my eyes low, but my cash high
I'm throwin' money hoes and don't ask why

Now we wildin' out 'til the club close
Forty minutes later, now the club closed
'Bout to hit the tele with the club hoes
Get it understood, we don't love hoes
We don't wife 'em up, we keep 'em on the side
We never let 'em drive, so we just let 'em ride
We don't make the rules, we just play the game
And then the next day, we do the same thing

In this game I'm a renegade
How the fuck did I get diamonds on my Louie shades?
And I feel like Michael Crabtree
Ballin' hard off in Cali where the loud be
When they see me they be askin' questions
I look at 'em like they stupid, have 'em second guessin'
I'm always with the same team
And when we hit the club, it be the same scene

Just stepped out, hat to the back
Fuck the foreign car, I'm hoppin' in the 'lac
Rolled up, out to the max
Windows rolled up, tint all black
Don't ask why, don't ask why
Don't ask why, don't ask why
Yeah my eyes low, but my cash high
I'm throwin' money hoes and don't ask why