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Ain't Mad Video (MV)




Performed By: Eddie Yola
Language: English
Length: 3:40
Written by: Edward Garcia




Eddie Yola - Ain't Mad Lyrics
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Vendetta
I'm more clever
Try to play me bitch
Naw never bitch never
Dusse and lemonade
We mix better
We mix better
Trendsetter
Got more words than
Than a letter
Said I'm trying to holla
Said she sexy like a impala
Yeah gold Daytons
What you doing
Excuse me baby
I'm too blatant
Yeah the love locked down no escaping
So tell me what you thinking
Is you single
Or is you taken
Roll with me no mistaking
But you know wassup that heart I'm taken
Young Yola baby bring the bacon
Let me holla at ya
Let me holla at ya
Throw some dollars at ya
Let me holla at ya
Throw some dollars at ya
I ain't Pac yeah I ain't mad at cha
Throw some dollars at ya
I ain't Pac yeah I ain't mad at cha
Throw some dollars at you
Yeah you know I do
Yeah you know I do
Yeah you know I do
Yeah you know I do
Yeah you know I do
Yeah I know you don't f*ck with lames
I be swerving lane to lane
Lil mama you my thang
Yeah lil mama ain't gonna sang
If the cops done come and blame
If the cops done come and blame
Is you gonna ride for me
If the cops done come and blame
If the cops done come and blame
Is you gonna lie for me
If the cops done come and blame
If the cops done come and blame
You do that time for me
If the cops done come and blame
If the cops done come and blame
You just right for me
If the cops done come and blame
If the cops done come and blame
Cause you know how we spit it
When we chilling in the civic
And I'm mobbing and I'm skirting
And I see your bitch she with it
Yeah she with it
Like who did it
Coming through with the brew like whats in it
Said whats in it
Probably a Molly
I don't do that shit I f*ck with Molly
Yeah she call me
On the Low I'm f*ck that lil bitch
Yeah I put it in her throat
Let me holla at ya
Let me holla at ya
Throw some dollars at ya
Let me holla at ya
Throw some dollars at ya
I ain't Pac yeah I ain't mad at cha
Throw some dollars at ya
I ain't Pac yeah I ain't mad at cha
Throw some dollars at you
Yeah you know I do
Yeah you know I do
Yeah you know I do
Yeah you know I do
Yeah you know I do
Yeah I know you don't f*ck with lames
I be swerving lane to lane
Lil mama you my thang
Yeah lil mama ain't gonna sang
If the cops done come and blame
If the cops done come and blame
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Vendetta
I'm more clever
Try to play me bitch
Naw never bitch never
Dusse and lemonade
We mix better
We mix better
Trendsetter
Got more words than
Than a letter
Said I'm trying to holla
Said she sexy like a impala
Yeah gold Daytons
What you doing
Excuse me baby
I'm too blatant
Yeah the love locked down no escaping
So tell me what you thinking
Is you single
Or is you taken
Roll with me no mistaking
But you know wassup that heart I'm taken
Young Yola baby bring the bacon
Let me holla at ya
Let me holla at ya
Throw some dollars at ya
Let me holla at ya
Throw some dollars at ya
I ain't Pac yeah I ain't mad at cha
Throw some dollars at ya
I ain't Pac yeah I ain't mad at cha
Throw some dollars at you
Yeah you know I do
Yeah you know I do
Yeah you know I do
Yeah you know I do
Yeah you know I do
Yeah I know you don't f*ck with lames
I be swerving lane to lane
Lil mama you my thang
Yeah lil mama ain't gonna sang
If the cops done come and blame
If the cops done come and blame
Is you gonna ride for me
If the cops done come and blame
If the cops done come and blame
Is you gonna lie for me
If the cops done come and blame
If the cops done come and blame
You do that time for me
If the cops done come and blame
If the cops done come and blame
You just right for me
If the cops done come and blame
If the cops done come and blame
Cause you know how we spit it
When we chilling in the civic
And I'm mobbing and I'm skirting
And I see your bitch she with it
Yeah she with it
Like who did it
Coming through with the brew like whats in it
Said whats in it
Probably a Molly
I don't do that shit I f*ck with Molly
Yeah she call me
On the Low I'm f*ck that lil bitch
Yeah I put it in her throat
Let me holla at ya
Let me holla at ya
Throw some dollars at ya
Let me holla at ya
Throw some dollars at ya
I ain't Pac yeah I ain't mad at cha
Throw some dollars at ya
I ain't Pac yeah I ain't mad at cha
Throw some dollars at you
Yeah you know I do
Yeah you know I do
Yeah you know I do
Yeah you know I do
Yeah you know I do
Yeah I know you don't f*ck with lames
I be swerving lane to lane
Lil mama you my thang
Yeah lil mama ain't gonna sang
If the cops done come and blame
If the cops done come and blame
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Writer: Edward Garcia
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