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Mad at me Uh (Uh) You know what I like Bitch Uh, from the byke, you know what I like I like to fuck her while she mad at me (Yeah) She throw a fit and throw that ass at me (Yeah) She said if sex was a weapon, I'll let you blast at me (Yeah) That foreign thing cost two hundred grand, on my grandpappy (Uh) Got my baby mamas DM'ing like, "Can you CashApp me?" (Yeah, yeah) Fuck her once and vámonos Dickies, no designer clothes (Nah) They should put me in the PGA, I play a lot of holes Tiger Gibbs, I hit a Spanish bitch out Italian Vogue Flip a ho like Eddie, Arsenio, 'bout to spin the globe (Spin the globe) Pussy was A-1 but I was twisted off the neck, bitch Made a vow like Cube and Mack and Dub C, I'm connected Lawyers got my back, so you can't keep me out a check, bitch (Haha) Pictures of these VV's on IG done got you wet, bitch (Haha) Uh, on the set, bitch, uh I don't like it when you mad at me, girl (What?), don't be mad at me I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me Yeah, I don't like it when you mad at me Songtexte I'm tired of sayin' sorry for the same shit Damn near lost my queen, fuckin' 'round with that lame bitch (What? What? What?) Ashamed of myself 'cause I shamed you Good or bad, right or wrong, we always bang through The BS, a real one out the ES She wanna buy the mall, I'ma let her, no PS Cars, purses (What?), diamonds, VS Real ghetto love (Ayy), two steppin' at the GS (Come on) You're thicky thick, gon' shake it for me, baby (Baby) Picture perfect, let me take it for you, baby (Baby) No cap, I ain't shit without you And I put that on my mama, I'd die for you, baby boo (Baby boo, baby boo) Uh, I don't like it when you mad at me, girl (What?), don't be mad at me I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me Yeah, I don't like it when you mad at me Damn, I see that lil' look you givin' me, oh yeah Light the sage, let's exchange energy Nah, I get stupid, you know your man Do you forgive me, baby? I know you can, know you can Don't be actin' like you don't want to (For real) You may not want me, but I sure want you And lettin' you stay mad is what I sure won't do 'Cause I'm your and you my boo No matter what (What) Girl, you wanna run home, go 'head, batter up See me, I'm tryna go up, baby, ladder up I ain't lettin' my ego shatter us And have both of our mamas all mad at us? Hell nah, come here I don't like it when you mad at me, girl (What?), don't be mad at me I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me Yeah, I don't like it when you mad at me (Damn) I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me Aus Songtexte Mania