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why you mad? - molly santana lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
yeah

[chorus]
he tryna get my phone number (nah) i ain’t finna call him
i don’t need no n*gga, i’m the one shot callin’ (yeah)
i’m the one send shots, come through, turn the block (oh)
come through, tearin’ up the opps (oh)
he ain’t even drop his at
they say i’m a dog, i’m under
i’m star, no one hit wonder
j*panese clothes undercover
think he tough, boy i’m real tougher
keep a stash in the duffle, keep the mac and get to dumpin’
all these hoes want them somethin’, but they never havin’ money

[verse]
huh, why you mad? (mad)
maybe ’cause i grew a little taller than him
maybe ’cause i grew up, now i’m balling on him
he a loser, he ain’t tryna take it to the chin
he a loser, all he do is flex up for the pin
and, all that cappin’ gon’ catch you up, cap up in yo’ chest (oh, woah)
like, what i smoke the best (ah)
said, he want some smoke, come be my guest
[chorus]
he tryna get my phone number (nah) i ain’t finna call him
i don’t need no n*gga, i’m the one shot callin’ (yeah)
i’m the one send shots, come through, turn the block (oh)
come through, tearin’ up the opps (oh)
he ain’t even drop his at
they say i’m a dog, i’m under
i’m star, no one hit wonder
j*panese clothes undercover
think he tough, boy i’m real tougher
keep a stash in the duffle, keep the mac and get to dumpin’
all these hoes want them somethin’, but they never havin’ money

[outro]
huh, money
nah, money

- molly santana lyrics

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