Mad Hoes

Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
I really came from the bottom like something under your shoe
Now I'm up here on my game and I'm shitting on you
I remember being homeless worrying bout where to live
Now I'm negotiating prices for a house on the hills
I will sell you the same dream you was going to sell me
Then finesse a little more for tag title and fee
I can't make you no believer but I bet you'll be a witness
Bossing up on haters and somehow I'm on yo shit list
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
This Alabama pimping
You better like me when you see me cause this what you getting
I'm out for self satisfaction then second come the women
And while you over there grinning
I'll be over here spending And you just mad that I'm winning
Because you a follower
Swag swallower
On top of the
List of shit I give no fucks about so I don't talk to you
The thought of you
Make me sick to the point I gargle you
And spit your bitch ass out just like some spoiled tilapia
My nigga it's game time You came when it's lame time
You rapping bout some shit that you done heard thru the grapevine
Low numbers but I'm greater the seven that eight nine
I'm rapping for the country like I'm packaging pork rinds
You take a shot at me well bitch you bet not miss
I might just cock it back n shoot straight up right where ya piss
Make you do the hokey pokey just for giggles and shits
And while you bleed out n suffer I'll be bumping on this
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Bitch I'm back in business
I'm going off like the King Lebron I need a witness
I'm working shit out my life like I'm at planet fitness
And I ain't fucking with none of y'all I'm burning bridges
Boy fuck yo feelings
See I could be in a warehouse filling boxes for Staffmark
Or fixing chicken plates in the back of ya Walmart
Or riding around tryna sell cars on a golf cart
I'll still fuck your bitch until she burst out in dog barks
They recognize the present but can't see the potential
I was born a real nigga but still earned my credentials
These haters be trying to stress me out and put a strain on my mental
But I'm steady smiling perfect like I got free dental
See my life about improving shit not just proving shit
To all the fake folk you be fooling with
Don't be stupid bitch
It's really you vs you, not just you vs them
You got to be fucking Notorious just like lil Kim
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe
Why You Mad Hoe!? Why You Mad Hoe



Credits
Writer(s): Rudy Marks
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