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Bothered Video (MV)




Performed By: Addonnis
Length: 4:13
Written by: Marcus Boyd




Addonnis - Bothered Lyrics




F*ck
You
Broke Ass Hoes
Blah

I usually don't address bitches I look better than
But I got time, to bring somethings to light, Edison
Done saving hoes, find a new heroine
Oops I mean hero time to educate, Emerson
I'm out the closet so they can't expose skeletons
Resort to spreading lies a hoe tells (hotels), Sheraton
You mad? pull up? Show out late night, Letterman
You'll have nightmares from the war like a veteran
F*ck all that fake shit, I'm done being cordial
Straight to the action, f*ck the tutorial
You won't win I'm evolved, your primordial
Soon you'll see that your ends near like the Oracle
Is what I state facts? That question is rhetorical
Stunting on the gram, real life deplorable
Ya dirty will mouth will get you cleaned, knocked, leave you orbital
Ain't shit sweet you niggas fake, Sorbitol
Destined for greatness mad they can't change that
Tried to pray on me, God wouldn't ordain that
Better read the signs, I ain't talking zodiacs
'For they find ya buried underground like artifacts
You're a leech think I know a better habitat
Bottom of the lake, led lined knapsack
Niggas try to f*ck you hope they in a hazmat
Bitch got the burner, hope you niggas came strapped
Ain't get it, but I got receipts in case we bring it back
Bring it back up! Bring it, bring it, bring it back
Since I got ghost and stopped writing now you back to whack
Always stuck in drama, never learned how to act

These hoes pressed, throwing tantrums Like Toddlers
So I gotta school 'em till they get honors
They mom was right they ain't shit like their fathers
Hmmmm Now I see why they bothered
Elite team you bums never made the roster
Take the tails off the shrimp in my pasta
Jealousy in ya heart, never prosper
My life's good why you bitches so bothered

Wait!
Hol' up!
Bitch, I, I, I, I

Verse Two:
Would tell you kiss my ass but its some shit on ya lip hoe
You fake and get f*cked, still wont get a dildo (deal though)
Fans gas your whack ass, Marilyn Monroe
But those you paid for, don't know why you gung ho
Tried ride my bus, please find a new metro!
Goons flash the metal, leave you in meadows
All you do is wine ho, plus you a wino
How I been? Fine hoe! Now you're done, final
I'm on a diet but I'm hungry for a lot of meals (mills)
Seven figures, two commas, for you dummies in the back
Hoes of feather, think they'll get fly together
But y'all lying on ya cheese and live like rats! Haha
How pathetic, while my bread steady rising sheesh
Bums try to steal the recipe, never get the yeast
Plus you hoes pussy and ya stank, infection yeast
Blood on ya door nobody told you I'm a beast
Night of the Holy Ghost, story for a different day
Quiet for too long, got a lot of shit to say
Halitosis bitches sure had a lot of shit to say,
Till that Can at her (Canada) head now you don't want war, Aye
You mad I rack bands? Suit up, you can take a tour
Money guns busting out of cars you can't afford
I'm still riding round with the top down
Still the subject of ya conversations like nouns
You know I really, really, really, am a nice guy
But when I mix with liars the results, Mr. Hyde
I'm sorry Mom, I know you raised me to be elite
Took a minute but I left the trash in the street

Told you hoes to stop lying on me
I ain't dumb bitch, know ya friends spying on me
Question why you hoes so bothered
I'm ya Idol, I forgot, so honored
God forgives I don't at the Repass
Think you the shit, get ya head out ya ass
Never bubbling, ya past gas
F*ck love get money, coming on the cash
Cash Cash Cash
You can't have
And that's why these haters so bothered

Just so we're clear, bitch, f*ck you
Yep, hahaha you guessed it! You too
Little bitch you can kiss my, wait
That shit on you lip winked hoe
Here's my shoe

And that's why they bothered
Bothered-bothered, bothered-bothered-bothered
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F*ck
You
Broke Ass Hoes
Blah

I usually don't address bitches I look better than
But I got time, to bring somethings to light, Edison
Done saving hoes, find a new heroine
Oops I mean hero time to educate, Emerson
I'm out the closet so they can't expose skeletons
Resort to spreading lies a hoe tells (hotels), Sheraton
You mad? pull up? Show out late night, Letterman
You'll have nightmares from the war like a veteran
F*ck all that fake shit, I'm done being cordial
Straight to the action, f*ck the tutorial
You won't win I'm evolved, your primordial
Soon you'll see that your ends near like the Oracle
Is what I state facts? That question is rhetorical
Stunting on the gram, real life deplorable
Ya dirty will mouth will get you cleaned, knocked, leave you orbital
Ain't shit sweet you niggas fake, Sorbitol
Destined for greatness mad they can't change that
Tried to pray on me, God wouldn't ordain that
Better read the signs, I ain't talking zodiacs
'For they find ya buried underground like artifacts
You're a leech think I know a better habitat
Bottom of the lake, led lined knapsack
Niggas try to f*ck you hope they in a hazmat
Bitch got the burner, hope you niggas came strapped
Ain't get it, but I got receipts in case we bring it back
Bring it back up! Bring it, bring it, bring it back
Since I got ghost and stopped writing now you back to whack
Always stuck in drama, never learned how to act

These hoes pressed, throwing tantrums Like Toddlers
So I gotta school 'em till they get honors
They mom was right they ain't shit like their fathers
Hmmmm Now I see why they bothered
Elite team you bums never made the roster
Take the tails off the shrimp in my pasta
Jealousy in ya heart, never prosper
My life's good why you bitches so bothered

Wait!
Hol' up!
Bitch, I, I, I, I

Verse Two:
Would tell you kiss my ass but its some shit on ya lip hoe
You fake and get f*cked, still wont get a dildo (deal though)
Fans gas your whack ass, Marilyn Monroe
But those you paid for, don't know why you gung ho
Tried ride my bus, please find a new metro!
Goons flash the metal, leave you in meadows
All you do is wine ho, plus you a wino
How I been? Fine hoe! Now you're done, final
I'm on a diet but I'm hungry for a lot of meals (mills)
Seven figures, two commas, for you dummies in the back
Hoes of feather, think they'll get fly together
But y'all lying on ya cheese and live like rats! Haha
How pathetic, while my bread steady rising sheesh
Bums try to steal the recipe, never get the yeast
Plus you hoes pussy and ya stank, infection yeast
Blood on ya door nobody told you I'm a beast
Night of the Holy Ghost, story for a different day
Quiet for too long, got a lot of shit to say
Halitosis bitches sure had a lot of shit to say,
Till that Can at her (Canada) head now you don't want war, Aye
You mad I rack bands? Suit up, you can take a tour
Money guns busting out of cars you can't afford
I'm still riding round with the top down
Still the subject of ya conversations like nouns
You know I really, really, really, am a nice guy
But when I mix with liars the results, Mr. Hyde
I'm sorry Mom, I know you raised me to be elite
Took a minute but I left the trash in the street

Told you hoes to stop lying on me
I ain't dumb bitch, know ya friends spying on me
Question why you hoes so bothered
I'm ya Idol, I forgot, so honored
God forgives I don't at the Repass
Think you the shit, get ya head out ya ass
Never bubbling, ya past gas
F*ck love get money, coming on the cash
Cash Cash Cash
You can't have
And that's why these haters so bothered

Just so we're clear, bitch, f*ck you
Yep, hahaha you guessed it! You too
Little bitch you can kiss my, wait
That shit on you lip winked hoe
Here's my shoe

And that's why they bothered
Bothered-bothered, bothered-bothered-bothered
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Marcus Boyd
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