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letra de mad - iam_yayah

mad lyrics
ya’yah

i keep a b-tch mad without even trying
ask that hoe why she don’t like me and i bet she start lying
it’s cus your n-gga wanna treat me
or you secretly wanna be me
pop it in that hoe face she prolly wanna eat me
ugh
ima boss so i do what i want (what i want)
i keep y’all mad and don’t give a f-ck (no f-cks)
you love to hate me but watch what i do
bend it over make that n-gga do what i want too
bend it over arch ya back get low (get low)
bend it over arch ya back get low (get low)

he like when i bend my back like a gymnast
only the best can play in this like thе olympics

ima bend it over smooth like this gymnastic
hе gave me all 10s cus my performance was fantastic
i balanced on his beam
hit my pose and everything
looked back at’em and winked
i made that hood n-gga sing (d-mn)

we go round and round but we ain’t gettin dizzy
hit’em with that double hand when we really getting busy
slap my ass and then he flip me
got him suckin on my titties
tryna cuff me like a felon
i tell him no he get to yellin (now he yellin)
i love when i don’t gotta ask twice
ima big brat
so that sh-t don’t feel right
the sh-t gets me tight
but my man know better
he know when he act right this p-ssy get wetter

n-gga i don’t need you (i don’t)
so act right cus n-gga i’ll release you (goodbye)
i’m not the 1 and you won’t get 2 (not 2)
chances to try and play with me boo

i keep a b-tch mad without even trying
ask that hoe why she don’t like me and i bet she start lying
it’s cus your n-gga wanna treat me
or you secretly wanna be me
pop it in that hoe face she prolly wanna eat me
ughh
ima boss so i do what i want
i keep y’all mad and don’t give a f-ck
you love to hate me but watch what i do
bend it over make that n-gga do what i want too

bend it over arch ya back get low (get low)
bend it over arch ya back get low (get low)
he like when i bend my back like a gymnast
only the best can play in this like the olympics
i run lapse around you b-tches like a track star
gave you a head start you still didn’t get far
thought you were on my level
but you didn’t make the mark
i’m done arguing with b-tches you don’t bite only bark (b-tch)

while you in and out your feelings
i be laughing to the bank
i be in and out of cars
i be in and out of range
i be in and out your life
i be in and out of planes
i be in and out of stores with da drip you peep the chain
i be in and out the strip clubs with my b-tches make it rain
i be in and out his pockets you know love don’t cost a thing
we done helping these b-tches man they really do be lame
no more saving these hoes they be going against the grain (d-mn)

n-gga i don’t need you (i don’t)
so act right cus n-gga i’ll release you (goodbye)
i’m not the 1 and you won’t get 2 (not 2)
chances to try and play with me boo (f-ck you)

- iam_yayah

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