Yella Beezy - Madder lyrics

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Yella Beezy - Madder lyrics

[Intro] Cook that sh*t up, Quay [Chorus] Hey, got a ni**a mad, make him madder, hey (Madder) Better get to steppin' like a Kappa, hey (Kappa) Really, all of y'all ni**as cappers, hey (Cappers) I ain't sparin' none of these rappers, hey (Bah, bah, bah) Clap when the rest gon' scatter, hey (Scatter) Beat it like a drum, no batter Monkey ni**as get hit with bananas (Skrrt) Kick a ni**a door and then rob 'em, ayy (Skrrt) Heard a ni**a mad, make him madder, hey (Madder) Really that don't even matter, hey (Even matter) Horses on the Porsche gon' gallop, hey (Gon' gallop) Choppers start to sing, Mick Jagger, hey (Bah, bah) b*tch, I'm a rich young ba*tard, hey Choppers serve a ni**a on a platter, hey (Woah) Earn my stripe, no wrestlers (Woah) Heard a ni**a mad, make him madder (Go) [Verse 1] Swear to God, I ain't worried 'bout none of these ni**as Real life, these pussies be sissy First time you don't answer phone for a pussy ni**a ni**a wanna make a song sneak dissin' (Sneak dissin') Ayy, I don't owe a ni**a sh*t, better get off my dick ni**a wanna throw fits, act hissy (Act hissy) Ayy, start pattin' ni**a's pockets, they gon' tell the ni**a stop it Like, "Why the fu*k Yella back trippin'?" Ayy (Back trippin') Yeah my finger trigger back itchin' (On God) Got two b*tches in the back kissin' (Back kissin') I ain't tryna be your homie, pussy ni**a, you don't know me And I ain't tryna do a song with ya (With ya) Actin' groupie, what the fu*k is wrong with him? (Wrong with him) Tryna press me, you got the wrong ni**a (Wrong ni**a) Swear to God, I have them killers sittin' at your front door In the bushes, when you come home, ni**a (Home, ni**a) Hell nah, I ain't heard of you, my people will murder yo Dumpin' that chopper, hang out the convertible Big .223 bullets make your top a convertible Make a square ni**a back bend and turn vertical Sneak and geek like a burglar, need attention, you're surgical He say he stand up, but these body shots curl him up Broke b*tches make me sick, throwin' up, early up fu*ked her this morning, got me a lil' early nut [Chorus] Hey, got a ni**a mad, make him madder, hey (Madder) Better get to steppin' like a Kappa, hey (Kappa) Really, all of y'all ni**as cappers, hey (Cappers) I ain't sparin' none of these rappers, hey (Bah, bah, bah) Clap when the rest gon' scatter, hey (Scatter) Beat it like a drum, no batter Monkey ni**as get hit with bananas (Skrrt) Kick a ni**a door and then rob 'em, ayy (Skrrt) Heard a ni**a mad, make him madder, hey (Madder) Really that don't even matter, hey (Even matter) Horses on the Porsche gon' gallop, hey (Gon' gallop) Choppers start to sing, Mick Jagger, hey (Bah, bah) b*tch, I'm a rich young ba*tard, hey Choppers serve a ni**a on a platter, hey (Woah) Earn my stripe, no wrestlers (Woah) Heard a ni**a mad, make him madder (Go) [Verse 2] fu*k 'em, fu*k 'em, fu*k 'em (fu*k 'em, fu*k 'em, fu*k 'em) You ain't scarin' nothin' (You ain't scarin' nothin') Tryna cop a plea (Tryna cop a plea) But I ain't hearin' nothing (I ain't hearin' sh*t) Can't tell my ni**as chill (Tell my ni**as chill) When they turnin' up (Turnin', turnin', turnin') Better calm down a lil' (Calm down a lil') 'Cause we'll tear it up (Tear it, tear it up) Hey, let a ni**a flex a lil' bit (Oh) Stop fu*kin' on her, she a messy lil' b*tch (Yeah) Play crazy, ni**a, it'll get messy in this b*tch (Woo) Bullet hot, have a ni**a sweat in this b*tch (Bah, bah, bah) Ooh, you will get stretched in this b*tch (Yeah) You're big-headed, you'll lose your neck in this b*tch (Yeah) Offstage, chuckin' my set in this b*tch (Ah) On the drive, cab'll leave a ni**a wet in this b*tch (Woo) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Say it's fu*k me, then it's fu*k you too, hey (You too) And I ain't tryna do all that bumpin', lil' ni**a Tell me what the fu*k you gon' do (Gon' do) Hey, I heard them ni**as talkin' 'bout you in the back fu*k a ni**a, slump them too (Just slump) Make these ni**as feel all this pressure, pressure, pressure Chest shot, hit 'em with a one-two (One-two) [Chorus] Hey, got a ni**a mad, make him madder, hey (Madder) Better get to steppin' like a Kappa, hey (Kappa) Really, all of y'all ni**as cappers, hey (Cappers) I ain't sparin' none of these rappers, hey (Bah, bah, bah) Clap when the rest gon' scatter, hey (Scatter) Beat it like a drum, no batter Monkey ni**as get hit with bananas (Skrrt) Kick a ni**a door and then rob 'em, ayy (Skrrt) Heard a ni**a mad, make him madder, hey (Madder) Really that don't even matter, hey (Even matter) Horses on the Porsche gon' gallop, hey (Gon' gallop) Choppers start to sing, Mick Jagger, hey (Bah, bah) b*tch, I'm a rich young ba*tard, hey Choppers serve a ni**a on a platter, hey (Woah) Earn my stripe, no wrestlers (Woah) Heard a ni**a mad, make him madder (Go)