Y.u. mad - new edited version lyrics

by

Birdman


I am the female Weezy, this sh*t is easy
Pull up in that new-new, b*tch get a squeegee
Yeah my flow sick yeah, yeah my flow queasy
Ha ha they were sleeping on me, z-zz-zz
This pus*y clean, this pus*y squeaky
That pus*y old, that pus*y creaky
When I'm out the country, n*ggas call me Neeki
Hi, how are you? Yes, its nice to meet me
Damn, Billboard, I mean I'm winning, but I'm still bored
Yeah we shine, gold cluster
As, for your career, dead: Ghost Busters

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That's why you mad
Thats why you why you mad mad
That's why you mad
Thats why you why you mad mad
That's why you mad
Thats why you why you mad mad

Yeah, Bigga than life
C4 we the business

Man f*ck y'all n*ggas
Get down or lay down
Shoot up anything, except a school or a playground
Triple OG n*gga, these hoes know me
Shining AK blood, just like a trophy
I'm a old school n*gga and, I'll a smack a b*tch
Getting money like a muthaf*cking cracker b*tch
What you know about it, take notes n*gga
YMCMB, head coach n*gga
Yeah, stuntman, stuntman
Street-sweeper in my hand get the dustpan
Yeah, we done took off n*gga
Got the game on lock football n*gga
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Uh, I got the world in my wallet
Swisha full of violet
n*ggas think they fly make me check ya flight mileage
That P on my hat is for Piru, not Pirates
I bet I can turn her pus*y to a f*cking fire hydrant
And I do it for my n*ggas, my muthaf*cking n*ggas
Cause these hoes so thirsty, like they got the f*cking hiccups
I am beast hoe, to say the least hoe
No cut on the coke, that's coke zero
Yeah tonight, I'll probably f*ck another n*gga girl
Party time, excellent, Wayne's World
This Cash Money n*gga, eat a di*k
Been had it on lock, gave the key to Nick'

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