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lirik lagu big mad – coca vango

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[intro]
got ’em big mad
racks on me, big facts
did that
i bet she let me hit that

[chorus]
this gon’ make ’em mad for real, got a bag for real
f-ck a n-gga b-tch and make her run it back for real
got a sack for real, now he mad for real
i copped that sh-t up in they face, i got ’em mad
i think i got ’em mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad
i think i got ’em mad, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
i think i got ’em mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad
i think i got ’em mad, yeah they mad, now they mad
mad for real

[verse 1]
my b-tch, she the baddest, now they big mad (mad)
i got drips stacked on top of drips, b-tch that’s big facts (facts)
every day take a trip to fifth, i got big bags (uh)
got your b-tch takin’ d-ck to the face like slimfast (huh)
big mad, got ’em big mad, n-ggas think i’m in the nfl, i got thigh pads
alexander with mcqueen, b-tch these ain’t no air max (huh)
double gs on everythang, b-tch i feel like dapper dan (woo)
sticks for my whole clique like we from afghanistan (ooh-ooh-ooh)
pull off and we’ll swoop in the coupe with the paper tag
racks in the club, b-tch, i throw ’em like the paper man (yeah)
chanel shades with the dark tint make a n-gga mad (huh)
huh, make a n-gga mad

[chorus]
this gon’ make ’em mad for real, got a bag for real
f-ck a n-gga b-tch and make her run it back for real
got a sack for real, now he mad for real
i copped that sh-t up in they face, i got ’em mad
i think i got ’em mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad
i think i got ’em mad, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
i think i got ’em mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad
i think i got ’em mad, yeah they mad, now they mad
mad for real

[verse 2]
i think they mad at this sh-t, i think they mad at my clique (huh)
i f-ck these b-tches by the twos, i can’t get mad at a b-tch (ooh)
bust down with the red face, they mad at my wrist
i be bustin’ down these b-tches, got ’em mad at a chick
i be rollin’ up this herb while i be ridin’ through traffic
i be high as f-ck, don’t give a f-ck, while you bein’ the maddest
i be fly, f-ck any motherf-cker like alladin
i got on five different designers, now these b-tches say i’m taggin’
i give the ex that seven ’round my neck, the hoes come out they panties
i had to let my old ho go because that ho was average (ah)
took a n-gga b-tch and made her mine now he big mad (yeah)
she super lit, with some big t-tties and a big -ss (come on)

[chorus]
this gon’ make ’em mad for real, got a bag for real
f-ck a n-gga b-tch and make her run it back for real
got a sack for real, now he mad for real
i copped that sh-t up in they face, i got ’em mad
i think i got ’em mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad
i think i got ’em mad, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
i think i got ’em mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad
i think i got ’em mad, yeah they mad, now they mad
mad for real

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