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Mad Again

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I got these bitches mad again

Mm, mm, she furious

Da-da-da-da

Oh, she angry, she angry, she mad

It's me

Ah-ha, I got these bitches mad again (She mad again)

Never 'bout no money, but it's always 'bout these men

She furious, now she wanna throw them hands (Mm-mm)

Keep talkin' shit, I'll make him eat me through the pants (Yum, yum, yum, yum)

Stay on her mind, she keep stalkin' like a spy

Shawty can't stand me and I really don't know why (Why?)

Livin' rent free in her head, I gotta buy another spot (A spot)

Keep talkin' shit, I'll take his face and then I squat (Ah-ha, ah-ha)

All on your n***a face, I might twerk a lil' bit (Ooh)

This your nigga, but he fuckin' with lil' jit

She like, "Drop the lo'," but I am not tryna hit (I'm gonna block you, ho)

I'll troll you all day, but I ain't fightin' 'bout no bit' (Not at all)

How you mad he cut you off for me? That's somethin' I can't control (Ah-ha)

Beefin' 'bout some balls, hell nah, let's just compare bankrolls (Ah-ha)

Got him on his knees, ain't talkin' 'bout ring and he ain't even propose (Ah-ha)

Ah-ha, ah-ha, bitch, I took your ho

Hmm, you ain't like that

Said he was yours, tryna see why you ain't got him back

Break his pockets, give me money, make him drop racks (Give me that)

Should've never gave it up so fast, why you let him smack?

Ah-ha, I got these bitches mad again (She mad again)

Never 'bout no money, but it's always 'bout these men

She furious, now she wanna throw them hands (Mm-mm)

Keep talkin' shit, I'll make him eat me through the pants (Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat)

Stay on her mind, she keep stalkin' like a spy

Shawty can't stand me and I really don't know why

Livin' rent free in her head, I gotta buy another spot (Spot)

Keep talkin' shit, I'll take his face and then I squat (All in his face)

Ooh, I'm talkin' 'bout on it

He hit so far up in my cat, he say it's pink like bologna (It's pink)

Yeah, that's my man, but in the streets, he's just my homie (The bro)

He play games with you, but over here, I don't condone it

Why you mad, why you upset?

He said he loved you and you believed that?

Tried to troll me, see how fast you got your n***a snatched? (Snatchin')

Made him fall in love with me, look like you never gettin' him back (Ah-ha)

This b***h is dumb, this b***h is stupid

Shooter with a Glock, no bow and arrow, used to Cupid (Baow, baow, baow)

Your days come without him, like Ashanti, girl, you foolish

Hope you learned your lesson, ho, stop givin' up the coochie

Ah-ha, I got these bitches mad again

Never 'bout no money, but it's always 'bout these men

She furious, now she wanna throw them hands (Mm-mm)

Keep talkin' shit, I'll make him eat me through the pants

Stay on her mind, she keep stalkin' like a spy

Shawty can't stand me and I really don't know why

Livin' rent free in her head, I gotta buy another spot (Spot)

Keep talkin' shit, I'll take his face and then I squat

Da-da-da-da, ice cream girl

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