| Yeah, Famgoon, Boosie Badazz
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| I’d be mad too
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| I drop the top on the bitch, 60k on my wrist
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| And if you talking 'bout money, put my name on that list
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| I give my a kiss, but I ain’t kissing no
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| Don’t ever shoot and you miss, 'cause if you miss that’s your life
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| I spent a million on jewelry, I spent a million on cars
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| I spent two million for Pakistan, that shit from Akhbar
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| Every dollar I get, I break that shit down to new
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| I never with a crew, I look out for my niggas
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| They gonna make shit on straight, I tell 'em eat and you ate
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| Don’t ever tell me you love me, I know that love turn to hate
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| They ask me why I keep rapping bitch I got something to say
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| And if you ain’t here to help me then get yo' ass out my way
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| I’d be mad too, yeah, I’d be mad (shit, you know, if I was broke as fuck I’d be
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| mad at him)
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| I’d be mad too (shit, if I ain’t had nothing going on like he ain’t got nothing
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| going on, I’d be mad at him)
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| I’d be mad, yeah
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| I know that they was sure we doing bad I know I made them mad
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| They know I keep a pocket full of cash I’m never chasing that
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| They know I keep them shooters with me they will never catch me slip
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| The police come to fuck my whip, they wanna give me a ticket, yeah
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| (Boosie Badazz)
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| Oh you mad, well nigga look
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| I’m a gangster, I’m a crook
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| Shoot you down in broad daylight, I don’t play by the book
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| My wrist look like the chandeliers in Tyler Perry’s house
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| Stomp you, I’ll deal with it later, we gon' take the scary route
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| Bitches see me and they shout, they love that dick, they cumming
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| Why you mad, you could fuck the same hoes you was giving some money
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| Get out your feelings, sweating my dick won’t make you no millions
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| I’d probably be mad if I couldn’t take care of my children, rock all you bitches
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| But the shoe’s, on the other feet, remember you can’t fuck with me
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| Every nigga 'round me got bodies, I’m talking two or three
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| Ralo we got guapo and these rap niggas ain’t you or me
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| We put it in they face so they can see
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| I’d be mad too, yeah, I’d be mad (shit, you know, if I was broke as fuck I’d be
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| mad at him)
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| I’d be mad too, yeah (shit, if I ain’t had nothing going on like he ain’t got
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| nothing going on, I’d be mad at him)
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| I know that they was sure we doing bad I know I made them mad
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| They know I keep a pocket full of cash I’m never chasing that
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| They know I keep them shooters with me they will never catch me slip
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| The police come to fuck my whip, they wanna give me a ticket
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| Old mad ass nigga you stressing I know you mad as fuck
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| I just turned a bitch down in the club and she was bad as fuck
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| Don’t look at my wrist that bitch gon' make a nigga eye hurt
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| Ahk shit, we poppin' shit, but never poppin' fireworks
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| I walked inside the club and I hurt these niggas feelings yeah
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| If I fuck your bitch, she gon' finally fuck a millionaire
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| I’m the type of nigga, fuck a bitch, just to say I fucked her
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| She can say I lied and shit, but she can never say I loved her
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| She can never take back that day that she sucked this dick, yeah
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| And I can never take back that day that I paid her rent, yeah
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| I know that nigga mad as fuck, your bitch
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| I ain’t ever ran for no man, I ran and bagged her
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| I’d be mad too, yeah, I’d be mad (shit, you know, if I was broke as fuck I’d be
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| mad at him)
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| I’d be mad too, yeah (shit, if I ain’t had nothing going on like he ain’t got
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| nothing going on, I’d be mad at him)
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| I know that they was sure we doing bad I know I made them mad
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| They know I keep a pocket full of cash I’m never chasing that
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| They know I keep them shooters with me they will never catch me slip
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| The police come to fuck my whip, they wanna give me a ticket, yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Don't Be Madd , by - Ralo. Song from the album Diary of the Streets 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп