lirik lagu big yavo - why you mad
[intro]
double cup, purple clover
come here
let’s go
for sure
ayy
[verse 1]
double cup, purple clover (oh, for sure)
come here, get closer (come here)
i’m in love, thought i told you (didn’t i tell you?)
having pape’ like a folder (can’t fold)
we can’t kick it (no), i’m a goalie (i’m a goalie)
push start the car, but it used to be stolies (skrrt, skrrt, vroom)
buss down the carti’, my pockets on rollie (santana on the beat, yeah)
reach for this ice, you get touched like it’s more
baby, come to my house, have you creamin’ and moanin’ (creamin’ and moanin’)
poured up a deuce, it’s just three in the morning (it’s just three)
i’m rockin’ water, island coney (water, ice)
bae, get on top, come and ride, pony (pony, come ride)
look in my eyes, tell me when you cummin’ (yeah)
we servin’ raw, so pull up on a monday (let’s go)
psa, if you owe me, better turn in that money (let’s go, let’s go)
’cause i’m on your ass like a tight~ass onesie (let’s go)
ayy, look, i’m in that paint, i’m deandre drummond (big yay)
ayy, why was you f~cked up? they be actin’ so funny (why?)
but when you up, they like, “send me somethin’, cousin” (send me somethin’)
b~tch, i ain’t sendin’ you nothin’ (not)
look, when i was f~cked, i couldn’t even call family (nope)
i need some percs, finna pull up on granny (pull on grandad)
i’m a real handler, i’m the one who gon’ handle it (i’m a handler)
i’m the type to build a trap house inside of a mansion (inside a)
[chorus]
ho, i ain’t send you no money (so that’s why you mad?)
ho, i ain’t kissin’ your ass (so that’s why you mad?)
why? ’cause i ran up my bag
you don’t wanna get off your ass (so that’s why you mad?)
ho, ’cause i ran up my racks and want pull straight up, put that sh~t in your hands (so that’s why you mad?)
ho, ’cause i got up and fixed me and you still broke and got all your cash (yeah, that’s why you mad)
ho, i ain’t send you no money (so that’s why you mad?)
ho, i ain’t kissin’ your ass (so that’s why you mad?)
why? ’cause i ran up my bag
you don’t wanna get off your ass (so that’s why you mad?)
ho, ’cause i ran up my racks and want pull straight up, put that sh~t in your hands (so that’s why you mad?)
ho, ’cause i got up and fixed me and you still broke and got all your cash (yeah, that’s why you mad)
[verse 2]
got these lil boys broke, that’s why they mad at me (broke)
pass me the ball, hit the hole, i’m half~backing (huh?)
i’m havin’ ps and qs, mathematics (ps, qs)
big yay, he dope as a crack addict (dope)
catch me post up in a back alley (the back)
i’m havin’ wands, you gon’ slip if you grab at it (don’t)
i’m turnt with this backpack like i’m at a pep rally (huh?)
these n~ggas my sons, don’t f~ck with ’em like stepdaddy (no)
ayy, these n~ggas my sons, i need to go to maurey
if you cross me one time, you can’t tell me sorry (can’t)
i had to put that sh~t on, now i’m late to the party (go)
how i pulled up with that chopper, you would think i had a harley (skrrt, skrrt, boom)
play with that green, you get wet like a garden (wet)
how i jumped off the porch, you would think i departed (think i departed)
i’m finna land at control now (louis v, what?) and i already got my load out (got my—)
seats
[chorus]
ho, i ain’t send you no money (so that’s why you mad?)
ho, i ain’t kissin’ your ass (so that’s why you mad? no)
why? ’cause i ran up my bag
you don’t wanna get off your ass (you don’t wanna get off your ass, so that’s why you mad?)
ho, ’cause i ran up my racks and want pull straight up (pull straight), put that sh~t in your hands (put that sh~t in your hand, so that’s why you mad?)
ho, ’cause i got up and fixed me and you still broke and got all your cash (yeah, that’s why you mad)
ho, i ain’t send you no money (ho, i ain’t send you no money, so that’s why you mad?)
ho, i ain’t kissin’ your ass (ho, i ain’t kissin’ your ass, so that’s why you mad?)
why? ’cause i ran up my bag (why? ’cause i ran up my racks)
you don’t wanna get off your ass (you don’t wanna get off your ass, so that’s why you mad?)
ho, ’cause i ran up my racks and want pull straight up, put that sh~t in your hands (i put that sh~t in your mitten, so that’s why you mad?)
ho, ’cause i got up and fixed me and you still broke and got all your cash (yeah, that’s why you mad, got all my bags)
[outro]
i birkin my baby, huh
the f~ck out my way, b~tch
hmm, hmm, you better go and sell somethin’
huh, you better go and find somethin’
the f~ck? what you thought?
b~tch
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