Diary Of A Mad Bitch

歌手: Rapsody Bibi Bourelly • 专辑:Please Don't Cry • 发布时间:2024-05-17
作词 : Bibi Bourelly/Marlanna Evans/Larry Griffin Jr./Kelvin Wooten
 作曲 : Bibi Bourelly/Marlanna Evans/Larry Griffin Jr./Kelvin Wooten
This is what you wanted, huh?
It's up for you, bro
I'm tired of you b***h-ass n***** always lying and shit, n****
Well, I'll bring the b***h out
I gave you sage or rage
You want this kind of smoke, well here you go, mother****er
Yeah, you was out here really doin' you
When you got your rocks off, got your rocks off
B***h, I'm out here really doin' me
I'ma, I'ma pop off, ****in' pop off
You ain't think twice about it when you did me dirty, n****
You don't deserve me, you don't deserve me
Hurt dogs holla, all the fed-up b*****s bark, woof
And n***** gotta nerve to play confused, woof
I got a attitude, all you had to do was tell the truth
Talking sex wit' your old p***y like she Dr. Ruth
'Bout to blow my roof, the lyrical juice
This the diary of a mad b***h
Fed up with a dude, "N****, **** you!" (**** you)
Save that for your other ****
You don't wanna become my enemy
Talkin' to my maker, "God, please protect my energy"
Yeah, I'ma b***h about b*****s who dropped their britches for a listen
Morticians, how you been bagging bodies, ambitions of cheatin' n*****
Tuition for intuition, you playing games with my feelings
Too grown, singing I don't need nobody like Muni Long
Yeah, you was out here really doin' you
When you got your rocks off, got your rocks off
B***h, I'm out here really doin' me
I'ma, I'ma pop off, ****in' pop off
You ain't think twice about it when you did me dirty, n****
You don't deserve me, you don't deserve me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
I don't give a ****
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
You gon' make the quiet b***h turn up like the crazy one
Step out, turnin' heads on you n***** just like you Conway
When a real one talkin', b***h, shut the **** up, you don't know me
And I'm tired of lyin' n*****, save that cryin' shit for Taraji
I'm too raw for Jody's and young n***** who only text wit' emojis
Big egos, you make it way too easy for RICCO
How you have the blueprint and the sequel and still **** up?
Middle finger to the feds usin' our lyrics, that's some b***h shit
On my Shyne shit, like the president, how I pull up
Righteous, peace, peace but don't make the beast pull up
My brother, cousins, all of 'em crazy, don't make 'em pull up
Don't put me in a grave situation, this ain't the Thriller
And I'm still pissed off at Nip's killer, b***h!
And any other brother that kill another brother, that's b***h!
When it comes to the music industry, b***h, I'm fed up
Y'all lazy wit' this shit, everything look cookie cutter
We seen enough ass, that shit ain't even special no more
It's like breathin' and takin' a bath, it's some everyday shit
Too many of y'all ain't gave y'all respect to Lil' Kim
'Cause if we really talkin', she the Queen B***h of this shit
Yeah, you was out here really doin' you
When you got your rocks off, got your rocks off
B***h, I'm out here really doin' me
I'ma, I'ma pop off, ****in' pop off
You ain't think twice about it when you did me dirty, n****
You don't deserve me, you don't deserve me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
I don't give a ****
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
This is what you wanted, huh?
It's up for you, bro
What's up? C'mon, what's up?
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