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letra de why you mad? - dr slay

[intro]
why you mad?

why you mad?

[chorus]
(aye)
i might hit the club to f-ck it up (aye)
i might hit the l!cks to make it jump (aye)
(why you mad)
make it jump (aye)
(why you mad)

(aye)
i might hit the club to f-ck it up (aye)
i might hit the l!cks to make it jump (aye)
(why you mad)
make it jump (aye)
(why you mad)

[verse 1: dr slay]
b-tches be salty (salty)
prolly cause they baby daddy exalt me (exalt me)
i look like a art piece (aye)
the way that these diamonds so sparkly (the way that these diamonds so sparkly, bling)
i’m sick of you hoes
play with me b-tch
and you will get exposed (don’t do it)
you gotta be snorting that
sh-t up your nose
to think that to me
you could ever come close (-laughs-)

give them a break (give them a break)
there’s only so much (there’s only so much )
that a n-gga could take (that a n-gga could take)
i look like a snack
and she cleaning her plate
her man in the corner
and he looking irate
n0body’s safe (n0body’s safe)

i’m coming for blood
and i move like a great
these b-tches is wounded
i’m loving the taste
got you surrounded
there ain’t no escape
(where you going?)

apply that pressure
laying in the cut
make it hurt
dont let up
ain’t bringing nothing to the table
you can get up
gotta do more
only kids just set up (grow up)
we all got a part (we all got a part)
you stuck on the bench
when we all gotta start
we out making plays
lil b-tch read the chart (lil b-tch read the chart)
this life is for n-ggas
with more than just heart (there’s more to it)

[chorus]
(aye)
i might hit the club to f-ck it up (aye)
i might hit the l!cks to make it jump (aye)
(why you mad)
make it jump (aye)
(why you mad)

(aye)
i might hit the club to f-ck it up (aye)
i might hit the l!cks to make it jump (aye)
(why you mad)
make it jump (aye)
(why you mad)

[verse 2: dr slay]
heart throb (heart throb)
cardiac (cardiac)
born star (born star)
zodiac (zodiac)
where’s the lie (where’s the lie)
polygraph (polygraph)
broke lose from my chains better hold me back
(broke lose from my chains better hold me back)
(oop)
pretty little bitty (aye)
with good kitty cat
n-ggas front on ig
but they really whack (aye)
go figure that
issa a trap
exposing how these n-ggas act
take your b-tch home with me (take your b-tch home with me)
then i give her back (then i give her back)
(yikes)

ain’t even bout to stress
can’t argue with a n-gga
who can’t even get a text
whose 10k followers
is they biggest flex
that you know
probably cost him a whole check (you bought those)
show me some respect

i bossed up b-tch
now i’m cutting the checks
did this sh-t
so i can stunt on my ex
her sh-ts in a box
and it’s all to the left (to the left, to the left)

they know i’m up next
i’m sure it’s the reason
these hoes is so pressed
talking that sh-t
then say it
wit ya chest
catch me outside
we can put it to rest (ever go night night n-gga)

ain’t no stopping me
keep going
like a game of monopoly (sh-ts long)
leave nothing to chance
stick to the plan
only the real
gon rock wit me (f-ck with me)

[chorus]
(aye)
i might hit the club to f-ck it up (aye)
i might hit the l!cks to make it jump (aye)
(why you mad)
make it jump (aye)
(why you mad)

(aye)
i might hit the club to f-ck it up (aye)
i might hit the l!cks to make it jump (aye)
(why you mad)
make it jump (aye)
(why you mad)

[outro]
tell that b-tch whose on your d-ck
she might as well just buss a split

- dr slay

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