Why lyrics

[Ross:]

With the ghetto in my rear view , you are my every tomorrow.

The world is ours... Mary J. Blige

[Mary J Blige:]

I’ve been lying in my bed, crying til my eyes are red

We both said that things will change

But it’s still the same shade of gray

I get mad you walk away

When did it all just start to fade

I know you’re fed up so am I

But we just can’t say goodbye

Boy, you know I love you

But I just can’t go on no more

Feelin this way

[Chorus:]

You got me sayin’ why, why, why?

Can’t we get it right?

Just can’t get it right

Don’t know why, why, why?

Can’t we get it right

No matter how hard we try

[Rick Ross:]

I got her looking at me sideways

Live every night like it’s a Friday

My conversations are so monumental

Licking on her ear, I’m whispering a couple riddles

She fell in love with my technique

I made her call me boss when in the bedsheets

We both coming from the same place

All in her both coming at the same place

Still on my dope boy swag

Top down on my Cam’ron, Oh boy swag

Played the hand we were dealt from the beginning, baby

You the dealer, cut the deck, while we winning baby

[Chorus:]

Got me sayin’ why, why, why?

Can’t we get it right?

Just can’t get it right

Don’t know why, why, why?

Can’t we get it right

No matter how hard we try

[Mary J Blige:]

Why can’t we turn love around

We build it up to break it down

If you knew the way I feel

You would know that this love is real

But live in heaven, go to hell then

Go right back,uh, what's the lesson

Tired of stressin’, get the message

I can’t live in this depression no more

Boy, you know I love you

But I just can’t go on feeling like this no more

[Chorus:]

Got me sayin’ why, why, why?

Can’t we get it right?

Just can’t get it right

Don’t know why, why, why?

Can’t we get it right

No matter how hard we try

Back on my own again (back on my own, back on my own)

I don’t want this to end (I don’t want it to end)

But baby I need a friend (I need, I need) to show me some love

And I think it should be you baby

[Rick Ross:]I love this part right here, look where we came from Mary

[Mary J. Blige:] (I just want you to show me, to show me some love yeah)

[Rick Ross:]

Characteristics of a charismatic nigga, 20 million on a villa, what’s illa

We livin’, lil boys gotta work at that

Gettin’ cash, so I snatch my girl a perfume bag

Blowin kisses out the drop top, that nigga got gwop

Stay in ya house when the block hot

Makin love that will not stop,

Bed sheets to the countertop

Diamonds my baby down to rock