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big mad - chinese kitty lyrics

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[intro: chinese kitty]
b*tches stay big mad

[verse 1: chinese kitty]
yeah, uh, uh, uh
couple mad as b*tches they watch me talk
got some bad as b*tches they don’t play at all
talking all that sh*t but in person i just let them walk
they just do that sh*t for show until i bring that chalk
bodyin’ these b*tches tell ’em go and get they check up
double c see the racks see the racks when i dress up
sick to these b*tches when my flow need a check up
kitty k!lling sh*t i’m shooting from the neck up
bomb b*tches when they so pressed
when i talk they gonna hear me get the point like my index
i’m the reason these b*tches upset
i take your man just to prove who he know best
i work him out like a boflex
n*gga k!llin’ all this p*ssy suicide he left both legs
he on time hit the rolex
when its time to spend the bag throw them hundreds to me no less

[pre*chorus: chinese kitty]
kitty only f*ck him when the top come down
body shape ass shape
need a couple rounds i just might give him a applause
yeah, he like that sound
p*ssy like the ocean think his ass might drown
he forget his b*tch whenever i come in town
he wanna take a bite yeah cake by the pound
he be looking at this ass like woo so round
make me put this p*ssy on his head like a crown
[chorus: chinese kitty]
big mad ’cause a b*tch too bad
they some hatin’ ass b*tches sh*t sad big mad
boss b*tches yeah you wish a n*gga had
but you gotta level up for this ass big mad
big mad ’cause a b*tch too bad
they some hatin’ ass b*tches sh*t sad big mad
boss b*tches, yeah you wish a n*gga had
but you gotta level up for this ass big mad b*tch
big mad, big mad, big mad, big mad, yeah these b*tches big mad
big mad, big mad, big mad, big mad, yeah these b*tches big mad
big mad, big mad, big mad, big mad, yeah these b*tches big mad
big mad, big mad, big mad, big mad, yeah these b*tches big mad

[verse 2: phresher]
it ain’t really hard to figure out show her what this smoke about
she ain’t never really have a n*gga smoke her out
give her one two give her bonus rounds now she sick call me now
guess it something really out here going ’round
slide out basic b*tches on time out
bring the bad hoes to the hide out
smoke have a tryout
time to get a flight out
no luggage we go shopping when she touch down
heavy b*tch need a buss down
all that ass don’t hurt em
she just throw it on a n*gga ’cause she tryna get a burkin
copped a bbl i’m just tryna get her perfect
every time she show up its murder don’t hurt ’em
ooh, you gonna get a n*gga shot
i’m a g so i gotta hit the spot
tell your friends to give me lit ’cause i’ma thot
ironic i’m getting brain in the yacht
[chorus: chinese kitty]
big mad ’cause a b*tch too bad
they some hatin’ ass b*tches sh*t sad big mad
boss b*tches yeah you wish a n*gga had
but you gotta level up for this ass big mad
big mad ’cause a b*tch too bad
they some hatin’ ass b*tches sh*t sad big mad
boss b*tches, yeah you wish a n*gga had
but you gotta level up for this ass big mad b*tch
big mad, big mad, big mad, big mad, yeah these b*tches big mad
big mad, big mad, big mad, big mad, yeah these b*tches big mad
big mad, big mad, big mad, big mad, yeah these b*tches big mad
big mad, big mad, big mad, big mad, yeah these b*tches big mad

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