Bigg Madd

Big mad big mad
Finna pull up
And get a big bag
Big mad big mad
We hop out wit a fat ah
Big mad big mad
Might take ya man
Not give him back
Now you big mad
Big mad or lil mad bitch
Big mad big mad
Finna pull up
And get a big bag
Big mad big mad
We hop out wit a fat ass
Big mad big mad
Might take ya man
Not give him back
Now you big mad
Big mad or lil mad bitch

Big mad lil bitch
I walk in the door
I turn up the crowd
I perform on the low
If you got ass
Drop it low to the floor
They loving my braids like
Hustle and flow
Im riding this beat
Like rhythm and flow
They digging my style
Like they wanna bone
I call him an uber
He nee to go home
He getting too close
He all in my zone
I wanna party
I wanna have fun
Give me a drink
Then fire up that blunt
We living for sum
And we dying for nun
You is a pussy
If you pull out a gun
Knuck if you buck
While you popping ya gums
Let it be known
What city you from
Im flicking my hair
While chewing some gum
If you sit on ya ass
Then you is a bum
You dont got no bread
So you is a crumb
You hating on me
Look how far you done come
You betting on me
But bitch i done won
If you up against me
You done bagged
The wrong horse
Im riding around
Like an obstacle course
You dont got a voice
So i guess you are hoarse
I ride around
Where the fuck that i want
You hating on me
But bitch ima stunt

Big mad big mad
Finna pull up
And get a big bag
Big mad big mad
We hop out wit a fat ass
Big mad big mad
Might take ya man
Not give him back
Now you big mad
Big mad or lil mad bitch
Big mad big mad
Finna pull up
And get a big bag
Big mad big mad
We hop out wit a fat ass
Big mad big mad
Might take ya man
Not give him back
Now you big mad
Big mad or lil mad bitch

Bars go harder
Than ya thang get
No i will never be a side bitch
I came to the club
With a extra clip
Just in case I have
To pop a bitch
I came to ya spot
On some bossy shit
Ima get paid
They cant break a bitch
They speak on my name
Because i am the shit
They talking out they neck
So irrelevant
I had to write a song
So i could vent
If you betting on me
Good money spent
I came from above
So im heaven sent
Ill shake some ass
Just to pay the rent
Do what i gotta do
To feed my kids
Keep my name out ya mouth
Dont be talking shit
You cant walk in my shoes
Cuz they too big
I got a size nine
If you wanna try me bitch
You betting on me
But bitch i done won
If you up against me
You done bagged
The wrong horse
Im riding around
Like an obstacle course
You dont got a voice
So i guess you are hoarse
I ride around
Where the fuck that i want
You hating on me
But bitch ima stunt

Big mad big mad
Finna pull up
And get a big bag
Big mad big mad
We hop out wit a fat ass
Big mad big mad
Might take ya man
Not give him back
Now you big mad
Big mad or lil mad bitch
Big mad big mad
Finna pull up and
Get a big bag
Big mad big mad
We hop out wit a fat ass
Big mad big mad
Might take ya man
Not give him back
Now you big mad
Big mad or lil mad bitch



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Writer(s): Melanie Johnson
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