Mase

Mase - Make Me Cry lyrics

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1   [NC] Oh daddy
 You know you make me cry
 [Mase] You make me cry  too
 [NC] How can you love me
 I can't understand why
 [Mase] I just wanna know why

 [NC] Oh daddy
 You know you make me cry
 [Mase] You make me cry  too
 [NC] How can you love me
 I can't understand why
 [Mase] I just wanna know why

 You think I wanna see you cryin'?
 You think I want you when you need not one more doll
 Then gettin' scared everytime you hear them sirens
 Hear niggaz open fire and
 Think your baby dead, front of a hydrant
 But it's gon' to be a time when
 Ain't gon' be no more wineing
 No more dining, no more diamonds
 No reclining, no more expensive violins
 And I'mma probably be the one that's cryin'
 According to my mother, if you wanna know if a girl love you
 All you gotta do is make her suffer
 Stop spending, stop givin' her the minks and linen
 You will see if this girl gon' be with you to the ending
 Cuz floatin' in the drop, it be all good
 And when you come in on the block, it be all good
 Givin' her money to shop, it be all good
 But when you get broke dead pop, is it all good, huh?

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 You know you startin' to act just like these bitches
 Every fuckin' night with these bitches
 Whatchu doin' fighting with these bitches
 They like me for my riches, you like me for me
 That's the reason I gave you keys to my V
 See you be whipping my Benz
 But you still wanna listen to your friends
 And them gon' be the same bitches with me in the end
 You look at your neck, what you see plenty of ice?
 Then you think these hoes don't envy your life?
 They wanna lay in Brazil, spend a day in the hills
 It ain't hard to shop all day and pay the bills
 Fuck the way you feel
 And keep it all real I wrote your name on my will
 And yo', that's real
 You think a nigga cheatin' cause I don't be all in your ass
 You think them your friends
 I cut you off, all them'll laugh
 See my shit right there, put it all in the bag
 You ain't gotta say shit to me again, just call me a cab
 I'm Out

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 Now good thing I ain't a nigga who get way open
 And fall for a chick that live way in Oakland
 You pay for a trip, she lay up on an ocean
 Then you find out this girl playin' with your emotions
 I had this one chick turned out a dumb chick
 Cause all she ever did for me was some dumb shit
 But I could peep how mommy used to be foul
 And everytime I hang up the phone she would redial
 But it takes more for Mase to flip
 I'm the first one to want out this relationship
 Save that Jeep receipt, just in case you shit
 You wanna fuck with my friends, take your pick, uh
 You wanna do your thing, do your thing then
 But don't be feignin' when you see me minglin'
 Running up saying you love me and don't know the meanin'
 When I walk away I could hear the girl screamin'

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 Repeat 1 until fade while:
 I just wanna know why
 I just wanna know why
 I just wanna know why
 I just wanna know why
 I just wanna know why

 You know I wanna know why
 You know I wanna know why
 You know I wanna know why
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Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Bad Boy Records (5)

Details:

Released in: 1999

Language: English

Appearing on: Double Up (1999)

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