why you sad, why you sad? why you sad, why you sad? that's all i wanna know you're lookin' like a joke, dry humor at the most steady chokin' on you your shade, like a chip in your throat well, if you're gonna throw shame my way maybe you should throw with a little more aim it's a cold in here when they dirty up your name they don't got no business talkin in the first place im freezin all these haters on my line boy you must wanna ride tonight yeah i rock a car with a .45 and i know some haters are down tonight all these hatin haters on my line dang boy you must want to wanna fight tonight let me guess you're my biggest fan right you wanted an autograph all you have to do was ask woah