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Young Dolph
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Young Dolph
Songwriter
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Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
When you met me bitch I was just like this
Why the fuck is you mad?
(What you mad for?)
If a **** don't work then he don't get paid
So why the fuck is you mad?
(I ain't got shit for a ****)
When I was fucked up you didn't fuck with me
So why the fuck is you mad?
(Tell me that)
Why the fuck is you mad? (What?)
Why the fuck is you mad? (Damn)
[Verse 2]
Ay, Dolph just pulled up in the hood again
With some new paper tags
(He got another car?)
Got your girl in the passenger seat
She agree to a one night stand (Ooh)
Don't talk to your bitch about me
She might become a fan (Ah-ha)
Why the fuck is you mad? (Damn)
Oh that's why they mad? Yeah
[Verse 3]
I just pulled up in a drop top (Hey-hey)
With my shirt off and my hat cocked (Hey-hey-hey)
Four chains on and a big watch
(It's that big, fat Rollie, bro)
Uh, I'm just doing it how the shit done (Yo)
'Cause this how we do it where I'm from (Yeah)
I just ordered me another charm (Bling)
And another whip and you know it's foreign (Skrrt)
I just keep going and going
Count money at four in the morning
(Damn) Crack the seal, keep pouring and pouring
(Pour up)
Oh, is that why you mad?
Because I'm out here collecting all this cash
'Cause every chance I get I show my ass
I got two something on the dash (Yo)
I don't want it if it don't go fast (Nah)
I don't want her if she ain't got no ass
Like my bitches thick and my weed's strong
My partners real and my skrilla long (Uh-huh)
Designer everything, everyday on this paper chase
(Hey-hey)
Extra five hundred K put away just for a rainy day
Written by: Adolph Robert Thornton Jr.