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Paroles : Mad @ Me

I've got the bag on me
So casually
Why you think they're mad at me?
Pretty one look like a fantasy
If she drop that back it's a mazzaleen
Racks on me
Why you think they're mad at me?
Pretty one look like a fantasy
If she drop that back it's a casualty

Bruck it, bruck it
Bruck it, bruck it
I'm dripping, she love it
I'm winning, it's nothing
Bruck it, bruck it
Bruck it, bruck it
I'm dripping, she love it
I'm winning, it's nothing

I'm a bright spark, you're a tryhard
I kick you in your head and catch a light charge
She want give me head, I give it five stars
smash a nine bar
Really love to trap so I grind hard
Break it off the map and brought in my yard
Breaking off the pack, the family's nice dawg
I'm the life source, I supply sauce
Who you see me with is who I die for
I don't get it? f**k I'm getting times four
I'm so glam, my b*t*h is nothing like yours
Might get a Rollie, tell her dash a Mike Kors
f**k the pu**y, get it lit like Guy Fawkes