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You Mad Video (MV)




Performed By: Daidai216
Language: English
Length: 3:33
Written by: Dayonna Wilkins




Daidai216 - You Mad Lyrics




Bitch you mad
Bitch you mad
Hoe go and get a bag
Bitch you mad
Hoe Hoe
Aye Aye Aye

Bitch tryna make me mad
Over a nigga I done already had
Nigga came with baggage
But don't wanna get a bag
Everything he gave you
I done already had
Acting like you happy
Bitch you going out sad hoe
I already came on the dick
He kiss you with the same mouth he eat my pussy with
Notice I ain't talking past tense
Yeah that's still my nigga do you know our past bitch
We done got years in this shit
Why the f*ck you happy you my nigga side bitch
Talking all tough I hope you come outside bitch
Now we face to face now yo ass is silent
Run up in yo shit now you leaking on my shirt
Told you...don't let a nigga get you hurt
Specially not my nigga is you muthaf*ckin stupid
He only f*cking you because we was going through it
He only f*cking you cause you young and you easy
Young dumb full of cum easy to control
I'm the one who runnin shit bitch play yo role
Insecure hoe steady blowing up my phone
Rule number 1 check the nigga not the bitch
But baby that's my nigga so you ain't checking shit
Oh you feeling special nigga gave yo ass some dick
Or you thought a random was gone make me call it quits
Hoe I made that nigga
He belong to me foreva
No matter who he with we gone always be together
Bitch we gone always be together
No matter who he with we gone always be together

Bitch you mad bitch you mad hoe
Go and get a bag
Bitch you mad hoe hoe
Bitch you mad bitch you mad hoe
Go and get a bag
Bitch you mad hoe hoe
Aye Aye Aye

We ain't together but I'm calling you bae
And u be knowing all the right shit to say
When it come to me bitches know you don't play
You dick me down good let me sit on yo face
Introduced me to real now I hate lames
I use to play with niggas feelings now I hate games
Bitch play crazy if you wanna ima check you over this one
Yo momma got 2 daughters she gone f*ck around and miss one
I get the bag I get hoes mad
Gucci head to toe whenever bitches see me
You don't want my nigga you just really wanna be me
Watching every move like a muthaf*ckin tv
Jealous cause you see the way he muthaf*ckin treat me
He a never leave me
He a never leave me
No my name ain't cardi but of course he gonna please me
Cuttin me a check anytime I wanna see em
All my exes jealous and they saying I should leave em
They just wanna be em
That a never happen
Got the 9 with the beam
That's his favorite weapon
Try and play crazy and he gonna get to clapping
And I ain't talking bout this ass
My foot is on y'all neck don't nobody get a pass
Bitch don't nobody get a pass
My foot is on y'all neck don't nobody get a pass
Aye aye aye

Bitch you mad bitch you mad hoe
Go and get a bag
Bitch you mad hoe hoe
Bitch you mad bitch you mad hoe
Go and get a bag
Bitch you mad hoe hoe
Aye Aye Aye Aye

Talking all my shit
Cause I'm really with the shit
You a bitch
You a simple bitch
You ain't checking shit
Loaded clips glizzy on my hip
Waiting on yo corner
You got beef I'll smoke yo ass
Hit you with this burner
Two to the head it's on sight
All of a sudden you don't wanna fight
I'll fight for mine but I'll kill to
Have yo body stanking in a trail boo
Burner in the purse
Ima city bitch
Two shots pop pop like a willy bitch
Jokes on you f*cking silly bitch
Got the gang in the back
Yeah they with me bitch
You a sad hoe
Get a bag hoe
He gone always love me
And you mad tho

Bitch you mad bitch you mad hoe
Go and get a bag
Bitch you mad hoe hoe
Bitch you mad bitch you mad hoe
Go and get a bag
Bitch you mad hoe hoe
Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye
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Bitch you mad
Bitch you mad
Hoe go and get a bag
Bitch you mad
Hoe Hoe
Aye Aye Aye

Bitch tryna make me mad
Over a nigga I done already had
Nigga came with baggage
But don't wanna get a bag
Everything he gave you
I done already had
Acting like you happy
Bitch you going out sad hoe
I already came on the dick
He kiss you with the same mouth he eat my pussy with
Notice I ain't talking past tense
Yeah that's still my nigga do you know our past bitch
We done got years in this shit
Why the f*ck you happy you my nigga side bitch
Talking all tough I hope you come outside bitch
Now we face to face now yo ass is silent
Run up in yo shit now you leaking on my shirt
Told you...don't let a nigga get you hurt
Specially not my nigga is you muthaf*ckin stupid
He only f*cking you because we was going through it
He only f*cking you cause you young and you easy
Young dumb full of cum easy to control
I'm the one who runnin shit bitch play yo role
Insecure hoe steady blowing up my phone
Rule number 1 check the nigga not the bitch
But baby that's my nigga so you ain't checking shit
Oh you feeling special nigga gave yo ass some dick
Or you thought a random was gone make me call it quits
Hoe I made that nigga
He belong to me foreva
No matter who he with we gone always be together
Bitch we gone always be together
No matter who he with we gone always be together

Bitch you mad bitch you mad hoe
Go and get a bag
Bitch you mad hoe hoe
Bitch you mad bitch you mad hoe
Go and get a bag
Bitch you mad hoe hoe
Aye Aye Aye

We ain't together but I'm calling you bae
And u be knowing all the right shit to say
When it come to me bitches know you don't play
You dick me down good let me sit on yo face
Introduced me to real now I hate lames
I use to play with niggas feelings now I hate games
Bitch play crazy if you wanna ima check you over this one
Yo momma got 2 daughters she gone f*ck around and miss one
I get the bag I get hoes mad
Gucci head to toe whenever bitches see me
You don't want my nigga you just really wanna be me
Watching every move like a muthaf*ckin tv
Jealous cause you see the way he muthaf*ckin treat me
He a never leave me
He a never leave me
No my name ain't cardi but of course he gonna please me
Cuttin me a check anytime I wanna see em
All my exes jealous and they saying I should leave em
They just wanna be em
That a never happen
Got the 9 with the beam
That's his favorite weapon
Try and play crazy and he gonna get to clapping
And I ain't talking bout this ass
My foot is on y'all neck don't nobody get a pass
Bitch don't nobody get a pass
My foot is on y'all neck don't nobody get a pass
Aye aye aye

Bitch you mad bitch you mad hoe
Go and get a bag
Bitch you mad hoe hoe
Bitch you mad bitch you mad hoe
Go and get a bag
Bitch you mad hoe hoe
Aye Aye Aye Aye

Talking all my shit
Cause I'm really with the shit
You a bitch
You a simple bitch
You ain't checking shit
Loaded clips glizzy on my hip
Waiting on yo corner
You got beef I'll smoke yo ass
Hit you with this burner
Two to the head it's on sight
All of a sudden you don't wanna fight
I'll fight for mine but I'll kill to
Have yo body stanking in a trail boo
Burner in the purse
Ima city bitch
Two shots pop pop like a willy bitch
Jokes on you f*cking silly bitch
Got the gang in the back
Yeah they with me bitch
You a sad hoe
Get a bag hoe
He gone always love me
And you mad tho

Bitch you mad bitch you mad hoe
Go and get a bag
Bitch you mad hoe hoe
Bitch you mad bitch you mad hoe
Go and get a bag
Bitch you mad hoe hoe
Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye
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Writer: Dayonna Wilkins
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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