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Why You Do That Video (MV)




Performed By: Big Cuya
Language: English
Length: 2:13
Written by: Jeffrey Bellamy




Big Cuya - Why You Do That Lyrics




Got me thinkin' bout you walkin'
Say she dig the way I'm talkin' (Talkin')
Cuya keep it Player often
Starin' at you I done lost it Baby
Tell me why you do that
I'm havin' trouble sleepin' when a nigga tryna relax (Tryna relax)
We don't do no sixty nine cause I'm not a rat
Baby hit my line because I'm speakin' the Fax

Come and pull up every weekend (Weekend)
I know you heard about me creepin' (Creepin' Creepin')
Come get cha home girl she been geekin' (Geekin')
Jealousy it got you checkin' recents (Checkin' recent recents)
I don't know why I do that (Why I do that)
My niggas runnin' through that (Runnin' Through That)
You keep it Player that's cap (Player that's cap)
You take a knee like you Kap (Knee like you Kap)
Cause you lookin' for a wifey (Wifey)
She hit the club and she one night me (She one night me)
I got her slippin' out her nighty (Out her nighty's)
I ain't got no car but you could ride me (Ride me)
Baby call me N.O.R.E. do her grimey (Do her grimey)
Paranoid I gotta take my time please (Take my time please)
You talkin' to Big Cuya from the 90's (From the 90's)
Bae I keep it so low you can't find me (You can't find me)
Just in case yuh nigga try to line me (Try to line me)
One phone call I'll have em on a I.V. (On a I.V.)
On a I.V. yea yea

Got me thinkin' bout you walkin' (Walkin')
Say she dig the way I'm talkin' (Talkin')
Cuya keep it Player often (Keep it often)
Starin' at you I done lost it Baby (Lost it Baby)
Tell me why you do that (Why you do that)
I'm havin' trouble sleepin' when a nigga tryna relax (Tryna relax)
We don't do no sixty nine cause I'm not a rat (Cause I'm not a rat)
Baby hit my line because I'm speakin' the Fax (Cause I'm speakin' the fax)

Baby call me every weekend when you ready
Baby meet me every weekend at the telly
We gon play nothin' but old schools like a Jelly
Call yuh home girl I'm a kill yuh friend like I'm Melly
Yea yea yea
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Got me thinkin' bout you walkin'
Say she dig the way I'm talkin' (Talkin')
Cuya keep it Player often
Starin' at you I done lost it Baby
Tell me why you do that
I'm havin' trouble sleepin' when a nigga tryna relax (Tryna relax)
We don't do no sixty nine cause I'm not a rat
Baby hit my line because I'm speakin' the Fax

Come and pull up every weekend (Weekend)
I know you heard about me creepin' (Creepin' Creepin')
Come get cha home girl she been geekin' (Geekin')
Jealousy it got you checkin' recents (Checkin' recent recents)
I don't know why I do that (Why I do that)
My niggas runnin' through that (Runnin' Through That)
You keep it Player that's cap (Player that's cap)
You take a knee like you Kap (Knee like you Kap)
Cause you lookin' for a wifey (Wifey)
She hit the club and she one night me (She one night me)
I got her slippin' out her nighty (Out her nighty's)
I ain't got no car but you could ride me (Ride me)
Baby call me N.O.R.E. do her grimey (Do her grimey)
Paranoid I gotta take my time please (Take my time please)
You talkin' to Big Cuya from the 90's (From the 90's)
Bae I keep it so low you can't find me (You can't find me)
Just in case yuh nigga try to line me (Try to line me)
One phone call I'll have em on a I.V. (On a I.V.)
On a I.V. yea yea

Got me thinkin' bout you walkin' (Walkin')
Say she dig the way I'm talkin' (Talkin')
Cuya keep it Player often (Keep it often)
Starin' at you I done lost it Baby (Lost it Baby)
Tell me why you do that (Why you do that)
I'm havin' trouble sleepin' when a nigga tryna relax (Tryna relax)
We don't do no sixty nine cause I'm not a rat (Cause I'm not a rat)
Baby hit my line because I'm speakin' the Fax (Cause I'm speakin' the fax)

Baby call me every weekend when you ready
Baby meet me every weekend at the telly
We gon play nothin' but old schools like a Jelly
Call yuh home girl I'm a kill yuh friend like I'm Melly
Yea yea yea
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Writer: Jeffrey Bellamy
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