verse 1
Early Sunday morning in the spring of 96
Chilling on the couch watching the bulls against the knicks
My honey marches in and ask if I think I"m slick
It seem she found my shirt with lipstick
I thought I could explain but then my story wouldn"t stick
Incriminating pictures show me some other chicks
It happened once before and she was tired of the tricks
She ask me if I can spell the word evict
chorus
Why me lord situation looking kinda bad
Why me lord I lost the best girl I ever had
Why me lord I"m homeless and I"m feeling kinda sad
Why me why me why me why me
Why me lord how you member massa god so quick
Why me lord when trouble tek you pickney shirt a fit
Why me lord is just because you don"t know when to quit
Why me why me why me why me
verse 2
Just the other day when I was rolling with my crew
Made a little flex around by flatbush avenue
Calling to some honeys and sipping on my brew
That"s when I saw the boys in blue
Pulled us to the side why
