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YG - MAD Lyrics

MAD Lyrics
by  YG


YG - MAD Lyrics
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[ Featuring Young M.A., Mozzy ]

Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, shake that ass
Ayy, run up the bag

I pull up in foreign and I drop the roof (roof)
With the finest bitch, we smoke the finest kush (kush)
I be shinin', man, I know it's hard not to look (don't look)
He just pressured up 'cause he got his bitch took (ooh)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took

Ayy, ayy, ayy
She just want a nigga in some Prada, Prada
Prada ain't shit, I got a lot of dollars (ain't shit)
Fendi, Louis, Saint Laurent, Balenciaga (ooh)
Plus I f*ck her good, spice her life up, enchiladas (f*ck her, f*ck her, f*ck her)
Yeah, I spice that life up (ayy)
Her headboard be bangin', I'm pullin' her tracks out
The neighbors don't like us (ayy, ayy)
YG be with them bangers, they do murders, my niggas lifers (whoop, whoop)
I heard your Cuban was bust down with SI diamonds
That don't excite us, ayy, but me?

I pull up in foreign and I drop the roof (roof)
With the finest bitch, we smoke the finest kush (kush)
I be shinin', man, I know it's hard not to look (don't look)
He just pressured up 'cause he got his bitch took (ooh)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took

Man, I took the bitch (hello)
Of course I got her hooked and shit
Funny how I eat her, later on, I got her cookin' shit (ooh, ooh)
Whippin' in that all white Lamb', look like I'm cookin' grits (skrr, skrr)
Top down, don't let that go over your hood and shit (mm-hmm)
Been wearing Dior (facts)
Chains on sweat, drip, drip (drip, drip, drip)
Like, like I probably put the heat on (ooh)
Off days (huh), type of shit I never be on (never)
But I can off a nigga quick (grr, grr), type of shit that we on (grr, baow)

I pull up in foreign and I drop the roof (roof)
With the finest bitch, we smoke the finest kush (kush)
I be shinin', man, I know it's hard not to look (don't look)
He just pressured up 'cause he got his bitch took (ooh)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took

Fella had her slippin' off her wedding ring
She a demon, so I told the bitch it's Hell gang, well trained
She with the activities and everything
Brother-brother swiping, he brought her back that Chanel thing, stale face
That's how they be lookin', she's considered took and one gone
Showin' me the messages, you textin' her like, "come on"
Bukinati Mozzy, I just gave her somethin' to suck on
Thottie allegations, but still wet enough to f*ck on, ah

I pull up in foreign and I drop the roof (roof)
With the finest bitch, we smoke the finest kush (kush)
I be shinin', man, I know it's hard not to look (don't look)
He just pressured up 'cause he got his bitch took (ooh)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took
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Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, shake that ass
Ayy, run up the bag

I pull up in foreign and I drop the roof (roof)
With the finest bitch, we smoke the finest kush (kush)
I be shinin', man, I know it's hard not to look (don't look)
He just pressured up 'cause he got his bitch took (ooh)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took

Ayy, ayy, ayy
She just want a nigga in some Prada, Prada
Prada ain't shit, I got a lot of dollars (ain't shit)
Fendi, Louis, Saint Laurent, Balenciaga (ooh)
Plus I f*ck her good, spice her life up, enchiladas (f*ck her, f*ck her, f*ck her)
Yeah, I spice that life up (ayy)
Her headboard be bangin', I'm pullin' her tracks out
The neighbors don't like us (ayy, ayy)
YG be with them bangers, they do murders, my niggas lifers (whoop, whoop)
I heard your Cuban was bust down with SI diamonds
That don't excite us, ayy, but me?

I pull up in foreign and I drop the roof (roof)
With the finest bitch, we smoke the finest kush (kush)
I be shinin', man, I know it's hard not to look (don't look)
He just pressured up 'cause he got his bitch took (ooh)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took

Man, I took the bitch (hello)
Of course I got her hooked and shit
Funny how I eat her, later on, I got her cookin' shit (ooh, ooh)
Whippin' in that all white Lamb', look like I'm cookin' grits (skrr, skrr)
Top down, don't let that go over your hood and shit (mm-hmm)
Been wearing Dior (facts)
Chains on sweat, drip, drip (drip, drip, drip)
Like, like I probably put the heat on (ooh)
Off days (huh), type of shit I never be on (never)
But I can off a nigga quick (grr, grr), type of shit that we on (grr, baow)

I pull up in foreign and I drop the roof (roof)
With the finest bitch, we smoke the finest kush (kush)
I be shinin', man, I know it's hard not to look (don't look)
He just pressured up 'cause he got his bitch took (ooh)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took

Fella had her slippin' off her wedding ring
She a demon, so I told the bitch it's Hell gang, well trained
She with the activities and everything
Brother-brother swiping, he brought her back that Chanel thing, stale face
That's how they be lookin', she's considered took and one gone
Showin' me the messages, you textin' her like, "come on"
Bukinati Mozzy, I just gave her somethin' to suck on
Thottie allegations, but still wet enough to f*ck on, ah

I pull up in foreign and I drop the roof (roof)
With the finest bitch, we smoke the finest kush (kush)
I be shinin', man, I know it's hard not to look (don't look)
He just pressured up 'cause he got his bitch took (ooh)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took
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Writer: Keenon Jackson, Timothy Patterson, Katorah Marrero
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., EMPIRE PUBLISHING

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Performed By: YG
Featuring: Young M.A., Mozzy
Length: 2:58
Written by: Keenon Jackson, Timothy Patterson, Katorah Marrero

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