Why You Mad? Lyrics

Walk up in the house, you got your lip poked out Girl, why you lookin' like that

Tell me that I should know I'm lookin' like, well

Why you thinkin' like that? Tell me, why you mad at me

Try to touch you, you tryna go up the stairs Then I had to grab you by your arm, like

Hold, baby, what you doin'? Get that ass back over here

Look me in my eyes, tell me what's wrong with you

You tell me I should know, so I'm thinkin' what's next

Did I not tell her what I wanted for dinner? Did I yell at her, did I forget the text back

I don't understand why you actin' like this Then I see a lil' smirk written on your face

Then I realize what you doin', baby girl But I try to tell you every time this ain't the way

Tell me, why you mad? Tell me, why you mad

Don't you know this the best make-up sex we ever had

I'ma stroke you right, I'ma stroke you left I'ma keep on strokin' till you need to catch your breath

Now you sittin' in the bed, lookin' at me But now you got a smile on your face

I told you stop doin' that shit, you think it's a game

I told you big daddy don't play Like to call me that, and this ain't so whack

But I understand while I got you on your back Hit you from the back and I'm pullin' your hair

Whisper in your ear, tell me, do you like that

Startin' these arguments, I just don't get it But you know that's when you start to get frisky

Then I realize your period start to come on So you startin' these issues cause you want me to get it

I understand what you wanna do Then you understand it's a thing bout me

Talkin' bout well you done Shit, you trippin', get ready for round three

Tell me why you mad, tell me why you mad Don't you know this the best make-up sex we ever had

I'ma stroke you right, I'ma stroke you left I'ma keep on countin' till you need to catch your breath

I told you bout that bullshit man, it's stop playing with meI come in the house, you mad for no reason

Nigga might got some other shit on his mind But you lucky I love you though

All that bullshit you keep doin' Now you talkin' bout what you done

You got me fucked up, get your ass over here, oh yeah

Tell me why you mad, tell me why you mad Don't you know this the best make-up sex we ever had

I'ma stroke you right, I'ma stroke you left I'ma keep on pounding' till you need to catch your breath

Tell me why you mad, tell me why you mad Don't you know this the best make-up sex we ever had

I'ma stroke you left, I'ma stroke you right We gon' keep on goin' till you tap another night

I'ma stroke you left, I'ma stroke you right We gon' keep on goin' till you tapping out tonight