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4ona - mad lyrics

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m+a+d, mad, b+tches wanna be me bad, b+a, b+tch, i’m in my bag, i ain’t worried
bout these hoes, while they goin’ out sad about these f+ck n+ggas
don’t give a f+ck, n+gga, i be in my own lane i ain’t tryna f+ck with ya
make a n+gga think i love him, then i cut the picture
i ain’t got no time to sit and worry bout these f+ck n+ggas

walk up in the club, lookin’ good, now these n+ggas wanna eat me
this b+tch tryna be my f+ckin’ friend, now this b+tch wanna be me
take my diamonds out and put them on, now these b+tches can’t see me
this lil’ n+gga think he sl!ck as f+ck, rubbing on his wee+wee
i get the money, i get thе money, i get the monеy, b+tch
these n+ggas think i’m throwin’ ass, but i’m catchin’ it
i broke the lil’ n+gga heart, he thought i was heaven sent
i used to be a lover girl, but i changed, b+tch
ain’t worried bout no love, i’m focused on the money now
if you ain’t focused on the money, you can’t come around
that n+gga used to be a dog, i took him to the pound
i broke his heart and took his money, now he mad now

m+a+d, mad
b+tches wanna be me, bad
b+a, b+tch, i’m in my bag
i ain’t worried bout these hoes, while they goin’ out sad about these f+ck n+ggas
don’t give a f+ck, n+gga, i be in my own lane i ain’t tryna f+ck with ya
make a n+gga think i love him, then i cut the picture
i ain’t got no time to sit and worry bout these f+ck n+ggas
pretty, pretty chocolate b+tch, and i’m thick, you know i’m the sh+t
n+ggas tryna give me they lil’ d+ck, boy, i want your b+tch
b+tches tryna be my lil’ friend, i ain’t goin’ for it
treat these n+ggas like a f+ckin’ dog, make these n+ggas sit
get the money, get the money, get the money, sis
he say i’m cold, i don’t show him love, now i got him sick
ain’t worried bout no n+ggas, baby, we tryna get rich
her n+gga still in my dm, tryna f+ckin’ hit
remember i was showin’ love, lookin’ like a clown
i got myself , i don’t need none of you fake b+tches’ around
moved to mobile, i was happy, all i see was frowns
don’t give a f+ck, i still smile, now who mad now

m+a+d, mad
b+tches wanna be me
bad, b+a
b+tch, i’m in my bag, i ain’t worried bout these hoes
while they goin’ out sad about these f+ck n+ggas
don’t give a f+ck, n+gga, i be in my own lane tryna i ain’t f+ck with ya
make a n+gga think i love him, then i cut the picture
i ain’t got no time to sit and worry bout these f+ck n+ggas



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