Mad At Her Lyrics

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Say there my G

Better keep a good eye on your old lady

She keeps starin' at me

Now I'm a keep it G and let that hoe be

But, keep eyein' me

Then it is what it is dog, let that hoe be

Then she tryin' to show me

How much she loves books, goddamn she loves to read

Yeah

They call me the Mad Hatter

Fucked your bitch at a tea party

Made her crazy after

Is you mad at her?

Doin' lines off my dick till her teeth chatter

She couldn't get enough, I make her cum faster

She swallowed so much nut

Swear she gettin' fatter

Climbed all the way to the top without a ladder

(Without a ladder?)

Dog, get yo bitch

Swear she fallin' from the tip

Sinkin' in this dicksand quick

She askin' for another lick

She keeps chokin' on my stick

Your bitch is kind of sick

She can't shake this shit

Your hoe turned into a stage five clinger

Just like the rest, says I'm the best

Never wants to hop off the dick

She just likes to linger

Have her hittin' Mariah notes

Bro be proud you got a singer

Should've seen her

Vibratin' on my dick, like bitch turn off your ringer

May I have back my finger?

Say there my G (hey dog)

Better keep a good eye on your old lady

She keeps starin' at me (aye)

Now I'm a keep it G and let that hoe be

But, keep eyein' me

Then it is what it is dog, let that hoe be

Then she tryin' to show me,

How much she loves books, goddamn she loves to read

Weeks later...

Why your bitch still textin' me?

Got you goin' down a rabbit hole, may hate what you see

You went and planned a dinner date

But she say she might be late

Running late, to your date

("I'm late! I'm late! I'm late!")

Hope this bitch don't text me late

Regrettin' fuckin' with the bitch

This the shit I hate

Now she drowning in her own tears

Got me checkin' dates

I think I'm good, I close the case

Delete her number, not a trace

Next playin' spades with my Ace (yuh)

She ring me line, I pick it up

Lil' bitch had attitude

I respond, I act confused like

"Who the fuck are you?"

(Who... are... you?)