BunnaB - Mad Again (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
Search, synchronize, and download lyrics in LRC and SRT formats for YouTube music videos by videoID or Title.
You can preview or test subtitles before downloading them.
Note: Some words may be censored. This is for preview only.
You will receive the uncensored version when you download it.
(optional) Use the buttons below or the keyboard shortcuts "G" or "H" to adjust subtitle synchronization before downloading.
The available subtitles for the media will be listed below.
When available, click to load or test subtitles from the list below.
Note: Some words may be censored. This is for preview only.
You will receive the uncensored version when you download it.
BunnaB - Mad Again (en) Lyrics
by RentAnAdviser.com
I got these bitches mad again
she furious
Oh, she angry, she angry, she mad
It's me
Ah-ha, I got these bitches
mad again (She mad again)
Never 'bout no money, but it's
always 'bout these men
She furious, now she wanna
throw them hands (Mm-mm)
Keep talkin' shit, I'll make
him eat me through the pants
(Yum, yum, yum, yum)
Stay on her mind, she keep
stalkin' like a spy
Shawty can't stand me and I really
don't know why (Why?)
Livin' rent free in her head, I gotta
buy another spot (A spot)
Keep talkin' shit, I'll take his face
and then I squat (Ah-ha, ah-ha)
All on your nigga face, I might
twerk a lil' bit (Ooh)
This your nigga, but he
fuckin' with lil' jit
She like, "Drop the lo',"
but I am not tryna hit (I'm
gonna block you, ho)
I'll troll you all day, but I ain't fightin'
'bout no bit' (Not at all)
How you mad he cut you off
for me? That's somethin'
I can't control (Ah-ha)
Beefin' 'bout some balls, hell nah, let's
just compare bankrolls (Ah-ha)
Got him on his knees, ain't
talkin' 'bout ring and he ain't
even propose (Ah-ha)
Ah-ha, ah-ha, bitch, I took your ho
Hmm, you ain't like that
Said he was yours, tryna see
why you ain't got him back
Break his pockets, give me money, make
him drop racks (Give me that)
Should've never gave it up so
fast, why you let him smack?
Keep talkin' shit, I'll make
him eat me through the pants
(Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat)
Shawty can't stand me and
I really don't know why
Livin' rent free in her head, I
gotta buy another spot (Spot)
Keep talkin' shit, I'll take his face
and then I squat (All in his face)
Ooh, I'm talkin' 'bout on it
He hit so far up in my cat, he say it's
pink like bologna (It's pink)
Yeah, that's my man, but in the streets,
he's just my homie (The bro)
He play games with you, but over
here, I don't condone it
Why you mad, why you upset?
He said he loved you and
you believed that?
Tried to troll me, see how fast you got
your nigga snatched? (Snatchin')
Made him fall in love with
me, look like you never
gettin' him back (Ah-ha)
This bitch is dumb, this
bitch is stupid
Shooter with a Glock, no bow and arrow,
used to Cupid (Baow, baow, baow)
Your days come without him, like
Ashanti, girl, you foolish
Hope you learned your lesson, ho,
stop givin' up the coochie
Ah-ha, I got these bitches mad again
Keep talkin' shit, I'll make him
eat me through the pants
Keep talkin' shit, I'll take
his face and then I squat
Da-da-da-da, ice cream girl
Please support me on PATREON Thank you!