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Maad Man Video (MV)




Performed By: 1600dre
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Diandre Stanford
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1600dre - Maad Man Lyrics




None but steppers in my section
Big drip yeah we flexing
And ya bitch keep texting
I ain't going in her direction
Run it up like a track meet
Bitch nigga you don't want beef
F*ck around end up sleep
These niggas think I'm sweet

None but steppers in my section
Big drip yeah we flexing
And ya bitch keep texting
I ain't going in her direction
Run it up like a track meet
Bitch nigga you don't want beef
F*ck around end up sleep
These niggas think I'm sweet

Catch beef with no bun
Hoe nigga you don't want none
F*ck it up get mon mon
She f*cking with a mad mon
Run it up like a treadmill
Serving steak like meals
Think I'm meals on wheels
The way I'm serving these pills
I got bread man chill
This f*ck nigga think he real
Just cause he got a couple dollars
He really think he in the field
Bitch nigga better chill
Get to sparking at his heels
Sometimes I get tired
Of counting all these bills

None but steppers in my section
Big drip yeah we flexing
And ya bitch keep texting
I ain't going in her direction
Run it up like a track meet
Bitch nigga you don't want beef
F*ck around end up sleep
These niggas think I'm sweet

None but steppers in my section
Big drip yeah we flexing
And ya bitch keep texting
I ain't going in her direction
Run it up like a track meet
Bitch nigga you don't want beef
F*ck around end up sleep
These niggas think I'm sweet

No talking mouth sealed
My niggas tryna get appealed
New jewels and they real
Watch and chain cost a mil
I been balling for real
Money tall as the brinks truck
No nigga I ain't got a deal
New Timbs and they field
New bread and its real
Rob me you get killed
Bitch nigga be patient
Why you so complacent
Clown nigga get erased it
In my bag I'm chasing it
In this foreign I'm racing it
Big blunts we facing it
Been that nigga keep hating bitch
These niggas really fake as shit
All jealous just cause a bitch
Real niggas at with that shit
New patek on my wrist
That shit feel like a brick
New slides they Gucci flips
Living like I'm really rich

None but steppers in my section
Big drip yeah we flexing
And ya bitch keep texting
I ain't going in her direction
Run it up like a track meet
Bitch nigga you don't want beef
F*ck around end up sleep
These niggas think I'm sweet

None but steppers in my section
Big drip yeah we flexing
And ya bitch keep texting
I ain't going in her direction
Run it up like a track meet
Bitch nigga you don't want beef
F*ck around end up sleep
These niggas think I'm sweet
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English

None but steppers in my section
Big drip yeah we flexing
And ya bitch keep texting
I ain't going in her direction
Run it up like a track meet
Bitch nigga you don't want beef
F*ck around end up sleep
These niggas think I'm sweet

None but steppers in my section
Big drip yeah we flexing
And ya bitch keep texting
I ain't going in her direction
Run it up like a track meet
Bitch nigga you don't want beef
F*ck around end up sleep
These niggas think I'm sweet

Catch beef with no bun
Hoe nigga you don't want none
F*ck it up get mon mon
She f*cking with a mad mon
Run it up like a treadmill
Serving steak like meals
Think I'm meals on wheels
The way I'm serving these pills
I got bread man chill
This f*ck nigga think he real
Just cause he got a couple dollars
He really think he in the field
Bitch nigga better chill
Get to sparking at his heels
Sometimes I get tired
Of counting all these bills

None but steppers in my section
Big drip yeah we flexing
And ya bitch keep texting
I ain't going in her direction
Run it up like a track meet
Bitch nigga you don't want beef
F*ck around end up sleep
These niggas think I'm sweet

None but steppers in my section
Big drip yeah we flexing
And ya bitch keep texting
I ain't going in her direction
Run it up like a track meet
Bitch nigga you don't want beef
F*ck around end up sleep
These niggas think I'm sweet

No talking mouth sealed
My niggas tryna get appealed
New jewels and they real
Watch and chain cost a mil
I been balling for real
Money tall as the brinks truck
No nigga I ain't got a deal
New Timbs and they field
New bread and its real
Rob me you get killed
Bitch nigga be patient
Why you so complacent
Clown nigga get erased it
In my bag I'm chasing it
In this foreign I'm racing it
Big blunts we facing it
Been that nigga keep hating bitch
These niggas really fake as shit
All jealous just cause a bitch
Real niggas at with that shit
New patek on my wrist
That shit feel like a brick
New slides they Gucci flips
Living like I'm really rich

None but steppers in my section
Big drip yeah we flexing
And ya bitch keep texting
I ain't going in her direction
Run it up like a track meet
Bitch nigga you don't want beef
F*ck around end up sleep
These niggas think I'm sweet

None but steppers in my section
Big drip yeah we flexing
And ya bitch keep texting
I ain't going in her direction
Run it up like a track meet
Bitch nigga you don't want beef
F*ck around end up sleep
These niggas think I'm sweet
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Writer: Diandre Stanford
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