UNCLE MURDA - Why You Mad lyrics
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[Hook]
When you getting money, these girls be running to
Mami love money, oh yeah I’m runnin to you
What you hatin for, hey what you frontin for?
Tell me why you mad? Mad?
When you getting money, these girls be running to
Mami love money, oh yeah I’m runnin to you
What you hatin for, hey what you frontin for?
Tell me why you mad? They mad, they mad, they mad
They mad at my beamer, they mad at my porsche
They mad I be dodgin charges when I went to court
They mad at my lawyer, he keep beatin them bodies
They mad at my broad, she so pretty with the body
They mad at my money, they don’t like how I spend it
They mad on my phantom, cause it’s mine, it’s not rented
They mad at my bracelet, they mad at my rollie
They mad that I’m ballin, like LeBronn and Kobe
They mad at my choppa, it be laying them down
Mother married a doctor, cause she ain’t saved a child
They mad I’m the last new ... nigga
They got serve and ... get her
[Hook]
When you getting money, these girls be running to
Mami love money, oh yeah I’m runnin to you
What you hatin for, hey what you frontin for?
Tell me why you mad? Mad?
When you getting money, these girls be running to
Mami love money, oh yeah I’m runnin to you
What you hatin for, hey what you frontin for?
Tell me why you mad? They mad, they mad, they mad
They mad at my jag, they mad at my rarri
They mad that I’m millitant till I got went to the army
They mad at them bottles, that I got on my tables
And they mad at them busy birds that I got on my table
They mad at my paper, they don’t like how I stack it
Mad I ain’t get ... cause they know that I’m baggin
They mad at my hugh blow, they mad at my new hoe
I get it for the low, they mad at papi chulo
They mad at my louie, they mad at my gucci
They mad at my h belt that be all in my toolie
They mad I’m the last new york nigga
That got signed for santa like the new ...
[Hook]
When you getting money, these girls be running to
Mami love money, oh yeah I’m runnin to you
What you hatin for, hey what you frontin for?
Tell me why you mad? Mad?
When you getting money, these girls be running to
Mami love money, oh yeah I’m runnin to you
What you hatin for, hey what you frontin for?
Tell me why you mad? They mad, they mad, they mad
They mad I know, and that’s no lie, no lie
I’m mad at myself, cause I’m so fly, I’m fly
Murder all the work I’m doing
I’m so high, got hennesy in my cup
Your main bitch wanna fuck with me
Money ain’t going nowhere, hey boy it’s stuck to me
And the banger is on my hip, hey boy it’s step to me
Crack rocks around my wrist, yeah my wrist is a whole key
Nigga tell me what you see, I know you see that
No blood but I be where them fuckin bees at
No creep, but I be where them fuckin seas at
They mad to me, it’s just money and diamonds
Rolex, perfect timing!
[Hook]
When you getting money, these girls be running to
Mami love money, oh yeah I’m runnin to you
What you hatin for, hey what you frontin for?
Tell me why you mad? Mad?
When you getting money, these girls be running to
Mami love money, oh yeah I’m runnin to you
What you hatin for, hey what you frontin for?
Tell me why you mad? They mad, they mad, they mad.
