Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yella Beezy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Markies Conway
Songwriter
Lemarcus Wright
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ShunonDaBeat
Producer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Jeff Mount
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Oh, that why they mad, huh
That why they mad, huh
That why they mad, huh
That why they mad, huh
That why they mad, huh
That why they mad, huh
That why they mad, huh, yeah, hey
[Verse 2]
Oh, that why they mad, huh
'Cause I show my ass, huh
And I'm in my bag, huh
Oh, that what they mad for
That what they mad for
'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh
That pussy shit, ****, don't add up
Oh, that why they mad, huh
That why they mad, huh (Yeah)
'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh (Yeah)
And I'm in my bag, huh (Yeah)
Oh, that what they mad for
That what they mad for (Yeah)
'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh (Yeah)
And I'm in my bag, huh (Yeah)
Oh, that why they mad, huh
[Verse 3]
Hey, swear to God, young ****, that I stay focused
Some are my problem, but there's some of them locin'
Bitch, come let me beat that pussy wide open
Neighborhood ****, yeah, you know that I'm rollin'
Stuck me a ****, left his whole eye swollen
Motherfuck, ever **** on my page trollin'
Play games with me, I'll shoot you in your colon
White blow the pee, so I might be golden
If the freak in my sheets, then you know that she goin'
Yes, sir, I may split her, and I ain't talkin' 'bout bowlin'
She suck dick with a condom, then you know that she hoein'
She got condoms in her purse, then you know that she on it
Got some bills for the low, then you know that we want it
Bitch, go ahead, let a **** put that skeet on it
Thick, long tongue, let me put my meat on it
Can't fuck with her 'cause I heard that she phony
Pass that little bitch up, why? 'Cause she bony
Dick a bitch down, gotta holler, she moanin'
Claimin' she a boss, but I heard that she jawnin'
Money makin' mission in the lab with three homies
Heard he with green, so I put that re' on him
Pussy-ass ****, put that fuck fee on 'em
Dog-ass ****, don't trust me, honey
[Verse 4]
Hey, oh, that's why they mad, huh
'Cause I show my ass, huh
And I'm in my bag, huh
Oh, that what they mad for
That what they mad for
'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh
That pussy shit, ****, don't add up
Oh, that why they mad, huh
That why they mad, huh (Yeah)
'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh (Yeah)
And I'm in my bag, huh (Yeah)
Oh, that what they mad for
That what they mad for (Yeah)
'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh (Yeah)
That pussy shit, ****, don't add up (Yeah)
[Verse 5]
That why they mad, huh
'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh
And I'm in my bag, huh (Yeah)
These pussies, they mad, huh (Yeah)
Oh, that what they mad for
That what they mad for (Yeah)
'Cause I get these racks, boy (Yeah)
And I'll do the dash, boy (Yeah)
These pussies didn't last, huh
These pussies didn't last, huh (Yeah)
Your hatin' is sad, huh (Yeah)
Wanna be me so bad, huh (Yeah)
Yeah, I show my ass, huh
I show my ass, huh (Yeah)
I'ma run up and sack, huh (Yeah)
Put Dallas, Texas on the map, huh (Yeah)
[Verse 6]
Hey
Now why they mad at me?
Countdown sex, so fantastic
Add that shit up like I'm mathematic
I'ma chase that shit, and I'm a asthmatic
Back to back foreigns, yeah, we back at it
Big old air chopper make you rag daddy
Racks in my jeans, got racks, Daddy
Might candy-coat the paint or black matte it
[Verse 7]
Hey, oh, that's why they mad, huh
'Cause I show my ass, huh
And I'm in my bag, huh
Oh, that what they mad for
That what they mad for
'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh
That pussy shit, ****, don't add up
Oh, that why they mad, huh
That why they mad (Yeah)
'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh (Yeah)
And I'm in my bag, huh (Yeah)
Oh, that what they mad for
That what they mad for (Yeah)
'Cause I'm gettin' cash, huh (Yeah)
That pussy shit, ****, don't add up (Yeah)
That why they mad, huh
Written by: Lemarcus Wright, Markies Conway
