Rasheeda - Don't Be Mad lyrics
[Rasheeda - Don't Be Mad lyrics]
Yeah you know you have to tell people to
Just calm down a lil' bit, you know
Tone it all the way, the F down here we go
We are not the same, I'm on some other shit
Can't do it like, can't do it like
Can't get it like this don't be mad
(don't be) , don't be mad (don't be)
Don't be mad (don't be, don't be, don't be)
I'm on my mogo, racks at my disposal
You ain't in my lane
Ain't fuckin' with my mojo
How we do it over here, everythang jumbo
And nuttin else matters, man
We call that shit a no-go
I'm a star, I shine bright
On the bad days, still have a good night
Maybe that's why they bitches got
A lot of spite can you ease up up my shit
You bucketload of parasites
Flip 'em off, the middle finger
Bust so big, poke they ass with my stinger
I gotta leave 'em in suspense
And let 'em linger
Might let 'em at to rub my feet
The ringleader
I'm such a diva, don't be mad (don't be mad)
Was that a dab? You're such a fuckin' crab
You need some swag, here you go
You can have it my style so crazy
Gotta wear a straight jacket
We are not the same, I'm on some other shit
Can't do it like, can't do it like
Can't get it like this don't be mad
(don't be) , don't be mad (don't be)
Don't be mad (don't be, don't be, don't be)
Don't be a hater, throw me under the bus
You can see the BBC, don't really give a fuck
So don't be mad
(don't be) , don't be mad (don't be)
Don't be mad (don't be, don't be, don't be)
Okay, see we go hard that's just how we do
The chicks in my crew got that stupid revenue
Tryna play "catch it"
Better get your running shoe
'Cause shawty we big shit, big rows of tissue
Yeah, hold on, Chanel bag swag
You ain't fuckin' with the kid
Old glad trash bag
Gotta feed 'em with a long spoon
This why he's so fine tuned
You faker than a cartoon
I'm hotter than the month of June
Now take that to the bank
You're just insecure that's why you
Always quick to hate
A real bitch focus on they K
Steppin' shit up, lift my feet, then I plank
They feel me comin' like a bad toothache
Make a bitch regroup
Take a long spring break
Yeah, I'm a boss (I'm a boss)
Don't be mad (don't be mad)
Is you feelin' yo'self
System fake tit's and ass
We are not the same, I'm on some other shit
Can't do it like, can't do it like
Can't get it like this don't be mad
(don't be) , don't be mad (don't be)
Don't be mad (don't be, don't be, don't be)
Don't be a hater, throw me under the bus
You can see the BBC, don't really give a fuck
So don't be mad
(don't be) , don't be mad (don't be)
Don't be mad (don't be, don't be, don't be)
You know you have to tell people to
Just calm down a lil' bit, you know
Just, tone it all the way, the F down
Just calm down a lil' bit, you know
Tone it all the way, the F down here we go
We are not the same, I'm on some other shit
Can't do it like, can't do it like
Can't get it like this don't be mad
(don't be) , don't be mad (don't be)
Don't be mad (don't be, don't be, don't be)
I'm on my mogo, racks at my disposal
You ain't in my lane
Ain't fuckin' with my mojo
How we do it over here, everythang jumbo
And nuttin else matters, man
We call that shit a no-go
I'm a star, I shine bright
On the bad days, still have a good night
Maybe that's why they bitches got
A lot of spite can you ease up up my shit
You bucketload of parasites
Flip 'em off, the middle finger
Bust so big, poke they ass with my stinger
I gotta leave 'em in suspense
And let 'em linger
Might let 'em at to rub my feet
The ringleader
I'm such a diva, don't be mad (don't be mad)
Was that a dab? You're such a fuckin' crab
You need some swag, here you go
You can have it my style so crazy
Gotta wear a straight jacket
We are not the same, I'm on some other shit
Can't do it like, can't do it like
Can't get it like this don't be mad
(don't be) , don't be mad (don't be)
Don't be mad (don't be, don't be, don't be)
Don't be a hater, throw me under the bus
You can see the BBC, don't really give a fuck
So don't be mad
(don't be) , don't be mad (don't be)
Don't be mad (don't be, don't be, don't be)
Okay, see we go hard that's just how we do
The chicks in my crew got that stupid revenue
Tryna play "catch it"
Better get your running shoe
'Cause shawty we big shit, big rows of tissue
Yeah, hold on, Chanel bag swag
You ain't fuckin' with the kid
Old glad trash bag
Gotta feed 'em with a long spoon
This why he's so fine tuned
You faker than a cartoon
I'm hotter than the month of June
Now take that to the bank
You're just insecure that's why you
Always quick to hate
A real bitch focus on they K
Steppin' shit up, lift my feet, then I plank
They feel me comin' like a bad toothache
Make a bitch regroup
Take a long spring break
Yeah, I'm a boss (I'm a boss)
Don't be mad (don't be mad)
Is you feelin' yo'self
System fake tit's and ass
We are not the same, I'm on some other shit
Can't do it like, can't do it like
Can't get it like this don't be mad
(don't be) , don't be mad (don't be)
Don't be mad (don't be, don't be, don't be)
Don't be a hater, throw me under the bus
You can see the BBC, don't really give a fuck
So don't be mad
(don't be) , don't be mad (don't be)
Don't be mad (don't be, don't be, don't be)
You know you have to tell people to
Just calm down a lil' bit, you know
Just, tone it all the way, the F down