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I wonder why you do these things to me
'Cause I'm worried
Yeah I just can't seem to find my way, baby
Ooh, the nights I spent just waiting on the sun
smoke, vanish like a dream
Baby, I wonder why, I wonder why you do these things to me

Here we go
Yeah, 'cause I'm worried
And I just can't seem
smoke, vanish like a dream
Baby, I wonder why, I wonder why you do these things to me

Here we go
Yeah, 'cause I'm worried
And I just can't seem
a dream 
I wonder why you do these things to me 
Cause I'm worried 
I just can't seem to find my way, baby 
Ooh, the nights I spent just waiting
a dream 
I wonder why you do these things to me 
Cause I'm worried 
I just can't seem to find my way, baby 
Ooh, the nights I spent just waiting
smoke, vanish like a dream
Baby, I wonder why, I wonder why you do these things to me

Here we go
Yeah, 'cause I'm worried
And I just can't seem
a dream 
I wonder why you do these things to me 
Cause I'm worried 
I just can't seem to find my way, baby 
Ooh, the nights I spent just waiting
of Miami, down through the Keys
Road finally ended when I hit the sea
I sent a postcard home sayin'
"Don't y'all worry 'bout me"

I'm just holding back
by these days and times
Well I'm troubled, oh Lord I'm troubled
You know I'm troubled by these days and times

When fortune smiles on me, it's leaving
I cop it
If you don't like nigga top it
Why you worried bout mine ho
What's up in your wallet?
I was riding my Screw shit
Rims chop chopping
Top
Ain't Worried Bout It cause my mane lie
On Two A pack too fly
Selling in the street no B by
Why they call it white president
Niggas all I see is this
money, and he took Billy Lyon's stetson hat
Billy Lion said Stagger Lee, lord why do you do me like that

Now Billy Lyon begged Stagger Lee, said please
hangin' with the drummer
When a big dude attitude grabbed me by the collar
I looked at him and said, "its all good brother"

I'm with the band
Hired
"Becky oh my fuckin' God it's Eminem"
"I swear to fuckin' God dude you fuckin' rock"
"Please Marshall please let me suck your cock"
And by now the rest
I ain't worried bout mtv,
I just got my hydraulics,
come on and caddy hop with me!

caddy hop baby, caddy hop (3x)
caddy hop baby, you don't
You're talking to Prince, you're talking to Beyonce, you're talking to Janelle Monae
When you're talking to me, you're talking to art
You
we ain't worried 'bout them otha niggaz

If you's a thug, go on, show us, shorty rush a nigga
If you's a hustla cop, some weights and build yo muscles,
boys?
[Mr. Funke]	Now they got our stuff down pat!
[Marley]	Yo man don't sweat it, just show em why they call you Mr. Funke
		Yo Lord Jazz, pass me some
even back me up when we s'posed to be crew
When I was bout to talk right after you
I swear, I swear man

These chicks don't even know the name of my band
face
I know your crabs from that Old Bay taste
The brass band was seven pieces
My bitch’s name is Peaches
We got twin Mac elevens with the features
beat it home so soon
But if you're really worrin' 'bout what I' m doin' in yourbackyard
Come on out later I'll show you by the light of the moon

I
I ain't worried bout you shorty
I'm so use to balling
I don't even want you darling
Why do you be calling
Why your bitch love stalking
Every night,
to the people
Death to the phonies
This beast to the mic 1 2 check
why'all fed-e-rallies on me
And they look like you
Approachin me like "How you, Homie?"
up and down the Gulf of Mexico
And guess who's leadin' that five piece band
Why wouldn't you know it's that swingin' little guitar man yeah
the ribbon
The county brass band played
What a sad moment it seems they struck up now

No one ever could say why
But oh, the ships just passed on by