Wonder Why Lyrics - Singles - Flavor Flav

Yessir, mo' Flav 

"Show 'em that we can do this!" 

[Chorus: Flavor Flav] 

(I wonder why, we don't ever hear from Flav no more) 

Cause they all want Flavor, they all want Flavor 

They got no Flavor 

Cause they all want Flavor, they all need Flavor 

They got no Flavor 

Cause they all want Flavor, they all need Flavor 

They got no Flavor 

[Flavor Flav] 

You wonder why you never hear from Flav 

Mannnn, it's like city cops they don't behave 

Now they'd rather see me locked as if the world I'm tryin to save 

But I ain't Captain Save-A-Ho (what they call me Flavor fo') 

I was just like chicken, hot damn who's lickin? 

Like I'm some type of meal here, thought that you was real here 

Eat at my expenses, would you please comprehend this 

Get nathan, nad now, be like Total Recall 

'Bout six altogether if I can recall 

But you still wanna eat off FLAAAAAV 

Like this {?} vacation way 

But that's not what the sign here SAYYYYYYY 

In the try pick 6 it take 5 today 

If you got it {nigga} sell some hay 

But stay the {fuck} out my way 

Cause these {niggaz} in the Boogie don't play 

They chop raw and the neck losses fakers from the machete 

I got the wire stay the {fuck} out my way 

Cause nobody wants casual-tays, from this pistol spray 

And I ain't tryin to lose another today 

So I say... so I say... yeah 

[Chorus] with ad libs 

[Flavor Flav] 

Man this world is a cold one, the game she's an old one 

Far too advanced, black widow run dance 

By chance, have you seen her, strung-out Maria 

On one-six-third and Sherman, go see her 

Used to be quite the hustler, big timer muscler 

Up in the park on one-six-one 

Now the work she moves still, down down downhill 

But she wreak of the sickness and her man won't fix this 

Ammonia in the needle, left her slumpin fetal 

It was all for the come-up, she was found next sun up 

by me, {fucked} your boy up, for her we'll keep the noise up 

Forever life the joys of - FLAAAAAV 

Don't know why {motherfuckers} wanna flirt with Death 

Cause when he catch up {fuck} your sould found for dead on the steps 

We'll be new shoe shoppin, pine box droppin 

Convoy through the red lights, with the headlights 

Man I hope your head right, hope you made your bed right 

{Niggaz} never get the point until they see the light 

From the four pound ratchet, bearface, yellow jacket 

It's goin all out to Bronx House and Cak-a-saki 

Double stuck ex two blues and H 2 

Oh no dough Jakes know your facial 

Six bodies pendin and they all biracial 

You'll probably catch 6 more before they detonate you 

The same judge hate me hate you 

Yeah when I pee pee, shake out my teepee 

America's Most, no toastin, I'm on TV 

So fall back easy, cause y'all so sleazy 

[Chorus] with ad libs