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letra de mad - 4ona

m-a-d, mad, b-tches wanna be me bad, b-a, b-tch, i’m in my bag, i ain’t worried
bout these hoes, while they goin’ out sad about these f-ck n-ggas
don’t give a f-ck, n-gga, i be in my own lane i ain’t tryna f-ck with ya
make a n-gga think i love him, then i cut the picture
i ain’t got no time to sit and worry bout these f-ck n-ggas

walk up in the club, lookin’ good, now these n-ggas wanna eat me
this b-tch tryna be my f-ckin’ friend, now this b-tch wanna be me
take my diamonds out and put them on, now these b-tches can’t see me
this lil’ n-gga think he sl!ck as f-ck, rubbing on his wee-wee
i get the money, i get thе money, i get the monеy, b-tch
these n-ggas think i’m throwin’ ass, but i’m catchin’ it
i broke the lil’ n-gga heart, he thought i was heaven sent
i used to be a lover girl, but i changed, b-tch
ain’t worried bout no love, i’m focused on the money now
if you ain’t focused on the money, you can’t come around
that n-gga used to be a dog, i took him to the pound
i broke his heart and took his money, now he mad now

m-a-d, mad
b-tches wanna be me, bad
b-a, b-tch, i’m in my bag
i ain’t worried bout these hoes, while they goin’ out sad about these f-ck n-ggas
don’t give a f-ck, n-gga, i be in my own lane i ain’t tryna f-ck with ya
make a n-gga think i love him, then i cut the picture
i ain’t got no time to sit and worry bout these f-ck n-ggas
pretty, pretty chocolate b-tch, and i’m thick, you know i’m the sh-t
n-ggas tryna give me they lil’ d-ck, boy, i want your b-tch
b-tches tryna be my lil’ friend, i ain’t goin’ for it
treat these n-ggas like a f-ckin’ dog, make these n-ggas sit
get the money, get the money, get the money, sis
he say i’m cold, i don’t show him love, now i got him sick
ain’t worried bout no n-ggas, baby, we tryna get rich
her n-gga still in my dm, tryna f-ckin’ hit
remember i was showin’ love, lookin’ like a clown
i got myself , i don’t need none of you fake b-tches’ around
moved to mobile, i was happy, all i see was frowns
don’t give a f-ck, i still smile, now who mad now

m-a-d, mad
b-tches wanna be me
bad, b-a
b-tch, i’m in my bag, i ain’t worried bout these hoes
while they goin’ out sad about these f-ck n-ggas
don’t give a f-ck, n-gga, i be in my own lane tryna i ain’t f-ck with ya
make a n-gga think i love him, then i cut the picture
i ain’t got no time to sit and worry bout these f-ck n-ggas

- 4ona

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