Tell my why ya love ya nigga forreal
Would you hold me down with no issue
If I shed a tear would you pass me a tissue
When I'm not around would you tell me I miss you
I'm comin home for you right now
We can party up at my, house
Come and show me what that life bout
I think that you could be my wife now
Every time I say I love you I mean it's true
Cant nobody compare baby they ain't you
Only dealin with and feeling greedy for you
When I say I gotchu babyboy that's true
Appreciate my flaws
And all I have to give
My love is real so true and sincere
Baby you got my heart you the man of the year
Wait... did I run into the plug? (Whoa)
Cause I gotta cutie
Every time that I see it I tap on the booty
Its waving right back like "hey hi how u doin?"
And speaking of cuties I think that be you
She like to lie down and wake up for the truth
She thought she felt a kiss how a nigga in the booth
Said she need something to drink told her that I got the juice
Regardless the fact what a nigga got to say
Speaking on a young nigga making plays day to day
Still showing real love without the streets in the way
Coming home to a trophy with her love on display
Gotta tell ya man I love it
Nothing above it
I got a man who got respect so I can't run from it
Imma keep it how it is
Can't hide from the truth
And I see I found the one for me who knew?
Forget that lil nigga babygirl he ain't shit
Stay down for me and let's make it legit
Grow up with me and let's make a lil jit
Like how many jits did he say he want? 6?
She is my queen don't call her a bitch
The way that we hustle we juh might be rich
Oh nooo
You guessed it lil bitch
Its Eastside and Majestic shit
Locked in bae
Keep it going nonstop
We can run it from the top
Takin breaks hell nah
Tryna see it to the end witchu
Got a few tryna see the day I say "I do"
Yea
I remember when we met
Me and you was set
Workin on relationship
Now we wake up in the morning I caress ya hair
Came a long way forreal
Don't call my phone or my King might answer
I don't give a f*ck if you God damn dancer
Don't call my phone or my queen might answer
Haters adding up like some God damn cancer
Blocking all the these bitches man he don't f*ck with ya
These bitches some grinches they taking our Christmas
Yea I'm from the Chi
Im a real street nigga
Love each other not these f*ck niggas/bitches
Tell my why ya love ya nigga fr
Would you hold me down with no issue
If I shed a tear would you pass me a tissue
When I'm not around would you tell me I miss you
I'm comin home for you right now
We can party up at my, house
Come and show me what that life bout
I think that you could be my wife now
Every time I say I love you I mean it's true
Cant nobody compare baby they ain't you
Only dealin with and feeling greedy for you
When I say I gotchu babyboy that's true
Appreciate my flaws
And all I have to give
My love is real so true and sincere
Baby you won my heart you the man of the year
Ran off with her heart she call me man of the year. Ya
Travel cross the world like we was lost in the wind. Ya
Gotta young nigga who know better
Cold outside she a whole sweater
Independent shawty got he own my nigga
Babygirl smart she a goooo getter
Ran off with my heart I call him man of the year
Yea we travel cross the world like we was lost in the wind
Ain't got no reason question
The way you show yo affection
Love me like the way it's always been
Always been
Tell my why ya love ya nigga forreal
Would you hold me down with no issue
If I shed a tear would you pass me a tissue
When I'm not around would you tell me I miss you
I'm comin home for you right now
We can party up at my, house
Come and show me what that life bout
I think that you could be my wife now
Every time I say I love you I mean it's true
Cant nobody compare baby they ain't you
Only dealin with and feeling greedy for you
When I say I gotchu babyboy that's true
Appreciate my flaws
And all I have to give
My love is real so true and sincere
Baby you got my heart you the man of the year
EastsideMajestic - Tell Me Why (feat. Majestic) Lyrics
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Tell my why ya love ya nigga forreal
Would you hold me down with no issue
If I shed a tear would you pass me a tissue
When I'm not around would you tell me I miss you
I'm comin home for you right now
We can party up at my, house
Come and show me what that life bout
I think that you could be my wife now
Every time I say I love you I mean it's true
Cant nobody compare baby they ain't you
Only dealin with and feeling greedy for you
When I say I gotchu babyboy that's true
Appreciate my flaws
And all I have to give
My love is real so true and sincere
Baby you got my heart you the man of the year
Wait... did I run into the plug? (Whoa)
Cause I gotta cutie
Every time that I see it I tap on the booty
Its waving right back like "hey hi how u doin?"
And speaking of cuties I think that be you
She like to lie down and wake up for the truth
She thought she felt a kiss how a nigga in the booth
Said she need something to drink told her that I got the juice
Regardless the fact what a nigga got to say
Speaking on a young nigga making plays day to day
Still showing real love without the streets in the way
Coming home to a trophy with her love on display
Gotta tell ya man I love it
Nothing above it
I got a man who got respect so I can't run from it
Imma keep it how it is
Can't hide from the truth
And I see I found the one for me who knew?
Forget that lil nigga babygirl he ain't shit
Stay down for me and let's make it legit
Grow up with me and let's make a lil jit
Like how many jits did he say he want? 6?
She is my queen don't call her a bitch
The way that we hustle we juh might be rich
Oh nooo
You guessed it lil bitch
Its Eastside and Majestic shit
Locked in bae
Keep it going nonstop
We can run it from the top
Takin breaks hell nah
Tryna see it to the end witchu
Got a few tryna see the day I say "I do"
Yea
I remember when we met
Me and you was set
Workin on relationship
Now we wake up in the morning I caress ya hair
Came a long way forreal
Don't call my phone or my King might answer
I don't give a f*ck if you God damn dancer
Don't call my phone or my queen might answer
Haters adding up like some God damn cancer
Blocking all the these bitches man he don't f*ck with ya
These bitches some grinches they taking our Christmas
Yea I'm from the Chi
Im a real street nigga
Love each other not these f*ck niggas/bitches
Tell my why ya love ya nigga fr
Would you hold me down with no issue
If I shed a tear would you pass me a tissue
When I'm not around would you tell me I miss you
I'm comin home for you right now
We can party up at my, house
Come and show me what that life bout
I think that you could be my wife now
Every time I say I love you I mean it's true
Cant nobody compare baby they ain't you
Only dealin with and feeling greedy for you
When I say I gotchu babyboy that's true
Appreciate my flaws
And all I have to give
My love is real so true and sincere
Baby you won my heart you the man of the year
Ran off with her heart she call me man of the year. Ya
Travel cross the world like we was lost in the wind. Ya
Gotta young nigga who know better
Cold outside she a whole sweater
Independent shawty got he own my nigga
Babygirl smart she a goooo getter
Ran off with my heart I call him man of the year
Yea we travel cross the world like we was lost in the wind
Ain't got no reason question
The way you show yo affection
Love me like the way it's always been
Always been
Tell my why ya love ya nigga forreal
Would you hold me down with no issue
If I shed a tear would you pass me a tissue
When I'm not around would you tell me I miss you
I'm comin home for you right now
We can party up at my, house
Come and show me what that life bout
I think that you could be my wife now
Every time I say I love you I mean it's true
Cant nobody compare baby they ain't you
Only dealin with and feeling greedy for you
When I say I gotchu babyboy that's true
Appreciate my flaws
And all I have to give
My love is real so true and sincere
Baby you got my heart you the man of the year
Would you hold me down with no issue
If I shed a tear would you pass me a tissue
When I'm not around would you tell me I miss you
I'm comin home for you right now
We can party up at my, house
Come and show me what that life bout
I think that you could be my wife now
Every time I say I love you I mean it's true
Cant nobody compare baby they ain't you
Only dealin with and feeling greedy for you
When I say I gotchu babyboy that's true
Appreciate my flaws
And all I have to give
My love is real so true and sincere
Baby you got my heart you the man of the year
Wait... did I run into the plug? (Whoa)
Cause I gotta cutie
Every time that I see it I tap on the booty
Its waving right back like "hey hi how u doin?"
And speaking of cuties I think that be you
She like to lie down and wake up for the truth
She thought she felt a kiss how a nigga in the booth
Said she need something to drink told her that I got the juice
Regardless the fact what a nigga got to say
Speaking on a young nigga making plays day to day
Still showing real love without the streets in the way
Coming home to a trophy with her love on display
Gotta tell ya man I love it
Nothing above it
I got a man who got respect so I can't run from it
Imma keep it how it is
Can't hide from the truth
And I see I found the one for me who knew?
Forget that lil nigga babygirl he ain't shit
Stay down for me and let's make it legit
Grow up with me and let's make a lil jit
Like how many jits did he say he want? 6?
She is my queen don't call her a bitch
The way that we hustle we juh might be rich
Oh nooo
You guessed it lil bitch
Its Eastside and Majestic shit
Locked in bae
Keep it going nonstop
We can run it from the top
Takin breaks hell nah
Tryna see it to the end witchu
Got a few tryna see the day I say "I do"
Yea
I remember when we met
Me and you was set
Workin on relationship
Now we wake up in the morning I caress ya hair
Came a long way forreal
Don't call my phone or my King might answer
I don't give a f*ck if you God damn dancer
Don't call my phone or my queen might answer
Haters adding up like some God damn cancer
Blocking all the these bitches man he don't f*ck with ya
These bitches some grinches they taking our Christmas
Yea I'm from the Chi
Im a real street nigga
Love each other not these f*ck niggas/bitches
Tell my why ya love ya nigga fr
Would you hold me down with no issue
If I shed a tear would you pass me a tissue
When I'm not around would you tell me I miss you
I'm comin home for you right now
We can party up at my, house
Come and show me what that life bout
I think that you could be my wife now
Every time I say I love you I mean it's true
Cant nobody compare baby they ain't you
Only dealin with and feeling greedy for you
When I say I gotchu babyboy that's true
Appreciate my flaws
And all I have to give
My love is real so true and sincere
Baby you won my heart you the man of the year
Ran off with her heart she call me man of the year. Ya
Travel cross the world like we was lost in the wind. Ya
Gotta young nigga who know better
Cold outside she a whole sweater
Independent shawty got he own my nigga
Babygirl smart she a goooo getter
Ran off with my heart I call him man of the year
Yea we travel cross the world like we was lost in the wind
Ain't got no reason question
The way you show yo affection
Love me like the way it's always been
Always been
Tell my why ya love ya nigga forreal
Would you hold me down with no issue
If I shed a tear would you pass me a tissue
When I'm not around would you tell me I miss you
I'm comin home for you right now
We can party up at my, house
Come and show me what that life bout
I think that you could be my wife now
Every time I say I love you I mean it's true
Cant nobody compare baby they ain't you
Only dealin with and feeling greedy for you
When I say I gotchu babyboy that's true
Appreciate my flaws
And all I have to give
My love is real so true and sincere
Baby you got my heart you the man of the year
Writer: Joshua Major, Makai Morris
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid