[Intro]
Mello made it right, made it right
Oh-ooh-ooh
Uh
[Chorus]
I wonder why, I wonder why, I wonder why, I wonder
I'm gettin' high, so I can fly and keep from going under
Ballin' like a athlete, but I got no jumper
.22 in the Glock like Adam, No Jumper
All summer, I was touring, call me Juice Road Runner
Funny nigga, still a shooter like Tropic Thunder
Shittin' on them haters, I ain't even finna flush it
Looks like someone gon' need a plunger
[Verse 1]
Uh, well, I feel amazing
Like a day in the life of eight different phases
I'm in a daze until I'm daze-less
Don't call me, I'm going crazy
Carly Rae, may call her, maybe
Carly Shay, she webcam crazy
Uh, touché, I fucked her the same day as you
But I did it first, had to Ray J that fool
Oh yeah, that's cool
Miss the days in them middle school classrooms
Remember taking looks in the girl's bathroom
Now, I'm grown, momma fussin' 'bout my tattoos
[Chorus]
I wonder why, I wonder why, I wonder why, I wonder
I'm gettin' high, so I can fly and keep from going under
Ballin' like a athlete, but I got no jumper
.22 in the Glock like Adam, No Jumper
All summer, I was touring, call me Juice Road Runner
Funny nigga, still a shooter like Tropic Thunder
Shittin' on them haters, I ain't even finna flush it
Looks like someone gon' need a plunger
[Verse 2]
We don't need her, but she need us
'Cause her man softer than the damn Glee Club
Brought lil' shorty to my room, time to feast up
After that, I got this dick, I'm finna feed her
Don't got time to kick it with you, FIFA
She so foreign, she look like she need a Visa
And my bitch got bitches, Queen Latifah
Plus, she strapped up like she dyke, uh
I'll give you this dick so you can ride on
Horn that bitch like a rhino
Jurassic dick, give her dino'
On the Percs when I hit, so my time froze
Like my wrist
[Chorus]
I wonder why, I wonder why, I wonder why, I wonder
I'm gettin' high, so I can fly and keep from going under
Ballin' like a athlete, but I got no jumper (Like Adam, No Jumper)
.22 in the Glock like Adam, No Jumper
All summer, I was touring, call me Juice Road Runner
Funny nigga, still a shooter like Tropic Thunder
Shittin' on them haters, I ain't even finna flush it (I ain't even finna flush it)
Looks like someone gon' need a plunger (Someone gon' need a plunger)
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