CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : The Madness
I'm working on dying
Ayy, woah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
b*t*h, I'm, ayy, ayy
Ayy
b*t*h, I'm tapped in, moving mad quick
Baby girl, I bring the madness, what's your address?
In the cut, I'm with a bad b*t*h like a bandage
Hit your b*t*h like, "What's the Wi-Fi? Can I have it?"
Play Nintendo while we smashing, hand me that Switch
Bust a nut, make me a sandwich, where my pants, b*t*h? Where my pants, b*t*h?
I got a suit and a mask
She ride around in that [?]
I'm tryna get money fast, you tryna save the day
I just threw milk in her face
She [?] on her face
I need to pick up the pace
I'm 'bout to lick up the plate
I'm 'bout to do the dishes
I'm 'bout to crank up the bass
boys pull up with them sticks, we at the castle gate
I don't want your b*t*h, get off my d**k, I'd rather masturbate
Oxy in the vodka used to have me f**king aggravate
Bent out of shape, ayy
Rent outerspace, ayy
Tesla X space coupe, ooh, I smell broke in
Tell my son go back into his room, there's some coke in here
Talk about me but [?] there's some Locs in here
Know you smell that (Ha), see them fumes, you might choke in here
Yeah, ayy, I got [?]
Yeah, I'm hot, it feel like hell in here
Five, six, fell into her lips
Know you feel the trap in the room
Bury me with all the goons
And them stick sticks gon' boom
Send a b*t*h n***a to his doom
Ayy, woah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
b*t*h, I'm, ayy, ayy
Ayy
b*t*h, I'm tapped in, moving mad quick
Baby girl, I bring the madness, what's your address?
In the cut, I'm with a bad b*t*h like a bandage
Hit your b*t*h like, "What's the Wi-Fi? Can I have it?"
Play Nintendo while we smashing, hand me that Switch
Bust a nut, make me a sandwich, where my pants, b*t*h? Where my pants, b*t*h?
I got a suit and a mask
She ride around in that [?]
I'm tryna get money fast, you tryna save the day
I just threw milk in her face
She [?] on her face
I need to pick up the pace
I'm 'bout to lick up the plate
I'm 'bout to do the dishes
I'm 'bout to crank up the bass
boys pull up with them sticks, we at the castle gate
I don't want your b*t*h, get off my d**k, I'd rather masturbate
Oxy in the vodka used to have me f**king aggravate
Bent out of shape, ayy
Rent outerspace, ayy
Tesla X space coupe, ooh, I smell broke in
Tell my son go back into his room, there's some coke in here
Talk about me but [?] there's some Locs in here
Know you smell that (Ha), see them fumes, you might choke in here
Yeah, ayy, I got [?]
Yeah, I'm hot, it feel like hell in here
Five, six, fell into her lips
Know you feel the trap in the room
Bury me with all the goons
And them stick sticks gon' boom
Send a b*t*h n***a to his doom
