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Showtim3 - Big Mad! Lyrics



Showtim3 - Big Mad! Lyrics
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Two thousand nineteen, ur pants still sag
You ain't get the memo, IG wasn't tagged
You feeling dumb huh, like Lebron dad
But the hate you give, that's really sad
He think that he the shit... my flow just constipated
Ask Denzel... I'm the great debater
Cool kid tho... A.C Slater
I'm the type the leave a tip and didn't have a waiter
I paint a picture with a beat... illustrator
I used to play flag, I was a gladiator
Now bitches kick it with me, like I'm Matt Prater
The only chick I want for Halloween was Tomb Raider
That's old news, naw she ain't even trending
Golden State flow I just keep winning
Had some snakes on my team in the 9th inning
Micheal Phelps with the bullshit kept swimming
They said I feel off and they flew back
They screaming day one hashtag All Caps
They think that I forgot... here's the recap
I hear 50 in my head, champ get the strap
They say I'm on now, oh he got the bag
They say he acting different, naw that's jet lag
She said I always knew, I call it thot swag
I said I moved on... Oh you big mad
Ohh you mad mad
Oh you mad mad
Oh you mad mad
I think they big mad
They thought I feel off and they was so glad
But when a hater see you make it, they be big mad
What you talking bout, if we ain't talking paper
Adios senor... lyrical landscaper
I used to have baby muva for the wallpaper
And then I cheated on her, mother f*cking traitor
See I started from the bottom, nigga no drizzy
Then moved to the A, where the f*ck is chilli
Went on tour but I did it for the wrong reasons
You can't rush a champ but it's always next season
I know so real hood niggas that's no longer breathing
Now cops killing blacks and they start cheesing
What a world we live in or should I say survive
They told Bron shut up and ball... ha yea right
This that life flow, I got all of my rocks boss
Oliver Queen with a beat, you can call me "Haus"
If you ain't catch that... then get off the field
Fresh Prince up in the building minus Uncle Phil
They say I'm on now, oh he got the bag
They say he acting different , naw that's jet lag
She said I always knew, I call it thot swag
I said I moved on... Oh you big mad
Ohh you mad mad
Oh you mad mad
Oh you mad mad
I think they big mad
They thought I feel off and they was so glad
But when a hater see you make it, they be big mad
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Two thousand nineteen, ur pants still sag
You ain't get the memo, IG wasn't tagged
You feeling dumb huh, like Lebron dad
But the hate you give, that's really sad
He think that he the shit... my flow just constipated
Ask Denzel... I'm the great debater
Cool kid tho... A.C Slater
I'm the type the leave a tip and didn't have a waiter
I paint a picture with a beat... illustrator
I used to play flag, I was a gladiator
Now bitches kick it with me, like I'm Matt Prater
The only chick I want for Halloween was Tomb Raider
That's old news, naw she ain't even trending
Golden State flow I just keep winning
Had some snakes on my team in the 9th inning
Micheal Phelps with the bullshit kept swimming
They said I feel off and they flew back
They screaming day one hashtag All Caps
They think that I forgot... here's the recap
I hear 50 in my head, champ get the strap
They say I'm on now, oh he got the bag
They say he acting different, naw that's jet lag
She said I always knew, I call it thot swag
I said I moved on... Oh you big mad
Ohh you mad mad
Oh you mad mad
Oh you mad mad
I think they big mad
They thought I feel off and they was so glad
But when a hater see you make it, they be big mad
What you talking bout, if we ain't talking paper
Adios senor... lyrical landscaper
I used to have baby muva for the wallpaper
And then I cheated on her, mother f*cking traitor
See I started from the bottom, nigga no drizzy
Then moved to the A, where the f*ck is chilli
Went on tour but I did it for the wrong reasons
You can't rush a champ but it's always next season
I know so real hood niggas that's no longer breathing
Now cops killing blacks and they start cheesing
What a world we live in or should I say survive
They told Bron shut up and ball... ha yea right
This that life flow, I got all of my rocks boss
Oliver Queen with a beat, you can call me "Haus"
If you ain't catch that... then get off the field
Fresh Prince up in the building minus Uncle Phil
They say I'm on now, oh he got the bag
They say he acting different , naw that's jet lag
She said I always knew, I call it thot swag
I said I moved on... Oh you big mad
Ohh you mad mad
Oh you mad mad
Oh you mad mad
I think they big mad
They thought I feel off and they was so glad
But when a hater see you make it, they be big mad
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Writer: Dwayne Dyke Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 4:01
Written by: Dwayne Dyke Jr.

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