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Why They Mad

by Yella Beezy

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I know it ain't me, huh (Shun On Da Beat) Kno- know it ain't me, huh Kno- kno- know it ain't me, huh Know it ain't me, huh Know it ain't me, huh Know it ain't me, huh Know it ain't me, huh, yeah (ay) Hey I know it ain't me, huh (huh) 'Cause I show my ass, huh (huh) And I'm in my bag, huh (huh) I know it ain't me, fool Know it ain't me, fool (fool) 'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh (huh) That pussy shit, nigga, don't add up, huh (huh) (Shun On Da Beat) I know it ain't me, huh Know it ain't me, huh (yeah) 'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh (yeah) And I'm in my bag, huh (yeah) I know it ain't me, fool Know it ain't me, fool (yeah) 'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh (yeah) And I'm in my bag, huh (yeah) I know it ain't me, huh Hey, swear to God, young nigga, that I stay focused Some are my problem, but there's some of them locin' Bitch, come let me beat that pussy wide open (hey) Neighborhood nigga, yeah you know that I'm rollin' Stuck me a nigga, left his whole eye swollen Motherfuck every nigga on my page trollin' Play games with me, I'll shoot you in your colon White to pee so it might be golden If the freak in my sheets then you know that she goin' Yes sir, I might split her, not talkin' 'bout bowlin' She suck dick with a condom then you know that she hoein' If she got condoms in her purse then you know that she on it Got some bills for the low, then you know that we want it Go ahead, let a nigga put that skeet on it Thick, long tongue, let me put my meat on it Can't fuck with her 'cause I heard that she phony Pass the little bitch up, why? 'Cause she bony Ge- ge- get a bitch down, gotta holla, she moanin' Claimin' she a bop, but I heard that she jonin' Money makin' mission, in the load with three homies Heard he with green so I put the 'ree on 'im Pussy-ass nigga, put that fuck fee on 'em Down-ass nigga, don't trust me on it Hey, I know it ain't me, huh (huh) 'Cause I show my ass, huh (huh) And I'm in my bag, huh (huh) I know it ain't me, fool Know it ain't me, fool (huh) 'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh (huh) That pussy shit, nigga, don't add up (huh) I know it ain't me, huh Know it ain't me, huh (yeah) 'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh (yeah) And I'm in my bag, huh (yeah) I know it ain't me, fool Know it ain't me, fool (yeah) 'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh (yeah) That pussy shit, nigga, don't add up (yeah) Know it ain't me, huh 'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh (I'm gettin' cash) And I'm in my bag, huh? (I'm in my bag, yeah) These pussies they mad, huh? (pussies they mad, yeah) I know what they mad for I know what they mad for (I know what they mad, yeah) 'Cause I get these racks, boy ('cause I get these racks, yeah) And I'll do the dance, boy (and I'll do the dance, yeah) These pussies didn't last, huh These pussies didn't last, huh (yeah) You hatin' this head, huh (yeah) Wanna leave me so bad, huh (yeah) Yeah, I show my ass, huh I show my ass, huh (yeah) I'ma run up and sack, huh (yeah) Put Dallas, Texas on the map, huh (yeah) Now why they mad at me? Countdown sex, so fantastic Add that shit up like a mathematic I'ma chase that shit and I'm an asthmatic Ba- ba- back to back foreigns, yeah we back at it (oh) Big ol' air chopper, make you rat, daddy (oh) Racks in my jeans, got racks, daddy (oh) Might candy-coat the paint or black matte it Hey (hey) I know it ain't me, huh (huh) 'Cause I show my ass, huh (huh) And I'm in my bag, huh (huh) I know it ain't me, fool Know it ain't me, fool (fool) 'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh (huh) That pussy shit, nigga, don't add up, huh I know it ain't me, huh Know it ain't me, huh (yeah) 'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh (yeah) And I'm in my bag, huh (yeah) I know it ain't me, fool Know it ain't me, fool (yeah) 'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh (yeah) That pussy shit, nigga, don't add up (yeah) I know it ain't me, huh

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