You ever have one of those moments where someone’s behavior just leaves you shaking your head, wondering why they had to go and do you like that? That’s exactly the vibe of “Why You Gotta Be Like That”—a song that perfectly captures the frustration, confusion, and maybe even a little bit of heartache that comes when someone plays games with your emotions.
What makes this song stand out isn’t just the relatable message—it’s the way it’s delivered. The lyrics are sharp and straight to the point, calling out the mixed signals, the unnecessary drama, and that classic one step forward, two steps back kind of relationship. The melody? Catchy enough to get stuck in your head, yet laced with just the right amount of sass and sarcasm to make you feel seen.
Whether you’re rolling your eyes at an ex, dealing with a friend who’s been acting shady, or just vibing to the beat, this track has a way of making you say, “Yep, I’ve been there.” It’s the kind of song you blast in the car, sing along to with a little extra attitude, and send to that one person who just doesn’t get the hint.
Because let’s be real—sometimes, you just gotta ask: Why you gotta be like that?
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Lyrics
Got a party at 8, it’s 7:53
Keys in my hand, somewhere to be
And you come strolling down the stairs
You got that up-to-somethin’ look on your face
Looks like we’re gon’ be fashionably late
But you don’t seem to care
So I’ll set down my whiskey and you kiss me
You lean your back against the wall
When we walk in and it’s past ten
I’ma tell ’em it’s your fault
Baby, why you gotta wear them jeans?
Hair down and a white tank top
Baby, why you gotta be so mean?
Looking so good, I can’t stop
My hands from touchin’ your body
You know I love it but I got to ask
Baby, why? Baby, why?
Baby, why you gotta be like that?
I’m so predictable, it’s like you know
That denim and low cut combo
With the fire in your eyes
Gonna get me every time
It’s been like that since we met
You keep messin’ with my head
You love to play that game
And I’d hate to complain but
Baby, why you gotta wear them jeans?
Hair down and a white tank top
Baby, why you gotta be so mean?
Looking so good, I can’t stop
My hands from touchin’ your body
You know I love it but I got to ask
Baby, why? Baby, why?
Baby, why you gotta be like that?
Whoa
Why you gotta be like that?
I set down my whiskey and you kiss me
You lean your back against the wall
When we walk in and it’s past ten
I’ma tell ’em it’s your fault
Baby, why you gotta wear them jeans?
Hair down and a white tank top
Baby, why you gotta be so mean?
Looking so good, I can’t stop
My hands from touchin’ your body
You know I love it but I got to ask
Baby, why? Baby, why?
Baby, why you gotta be like that?
Whoa
Why you gotta be like that?
Whoa
Baby, why you gotta be like that?
Baby, why? Baby, why?
Baby, why? Baby, why?