"Mad At Me" lyrics

"Mad At Me"
(with TeeDee)

Love you, love you all the time
Love you, love you all the time
Same mind
Love you, love you all the time
Sa-same mind (TeeDee, it's)
Love you, love you all the time

Pornstar Martini, strawberry daiquiris
If she lookin' my way, don't be mad at me
I ain't got no strategy
'Cause if I wanted her, guarantee she'd come back with me
Martini, strawberry daiquiris
If she lookin' my way, don't be mad at me
I ain't got no strategy
'Cause if I wanted her, guarantee she'd come back with me

Tellin' me you wanna let go
That's cool, but I ain't one to pretend though
You could put me in a friend zone
I'll started hitting up your friend's phone
Too beautiful, I can't stay mad at you
And I can't lie, I love your bad attitude
Now I'm going international
Exes fuming, they could've had it all

'Cause I love you all the time
The same mind, mind
It feels so sublime
We got the same mind
Love you all the time
We got the same mind
It feels so sublime
We got the same, the same mind
The same mind, same, same mind
It feels so su-, it feels so su-
Same, same mind, same mind
-ame, same mind, the same mind

And I keep it one hundred
Stepped out, skin fade and a sun bed
Still talk to plugs, I ain't bump them
Beefin' with fools, tell 'em, "Come then!"
Jordan 4's or Jordan 1's
Got a long shotgun, got a sawn-off one
Millimetres 9, just ordered some
And .38's we got more than one
If I make you a promise and keep it
Would you get dressed in Victoria Secret?
If I tell you I love you, I mean it
I'll make you mine for more than a weekend
Christian Dior, Dior
Louis Vuitton, Vuitton
Range Rover Sport, Sport
Let's go get drunk, get drunk

Pornstar Martini, strawberry daiquiris
If she lookin' my way, don't be mad at me
I ain't got no strategy
'Cause if I wanted her, guarantee she'd come back with me
Martini, strawberry daiquiris
If she lookin' my way, don't be mad at me
I ain't got no strategy
'Cause if I wanted her, guarantee she'd come back with me

Tellin' me you wanna let go
That's cool, but I ain't one to pretend though
You could put me in a friend zone
I'll started hitting up your friend's phone
Too beautiful, I can't stay mad at you
And I can't lie, I love your bad attitude
Now I'm going international
Exes fuming, they could've had it all

'Cause I love you all the time
The same mind, mind
It feels so sublime
We got the same mind
Love you all the time
We got the same mind
It feels so sublime
We got the s-

All this talk about "white boy wasted"
We stay sober and bust 12 gauges
We roll twenty man deep in places
.38 stainless, leave a man brainless
We ain't them white boys snorting it
We the white boys importing it
We the white boys they call for bricks
Ain't heard of me? I bet your daughter did
Come on, Barbie, let's go party
La-di-da-di, pull up in a 'Rari
Big Silk, blowin' up, kamikaze
Still prefer Nicki Minaj to Cardi
Christian Dior, Dior
Louis Vuitton, Vuitton
Range Rover Sport, Sport
Let's go get drunk, get drunk

Pornstar Martini, strawberry daiquiris
If she lookin' my way, don't be mad at me
I ain't got no strategy
'Cause if I wanted her, guarantee she'd come back with me
Martini, strawberry daiquiris
If she lookin' my way, don't be mad at me
I ain't got no strategy
'Cause if I wanted her, guarantee she'd come back with me

'Cause I love you all the time
The same mind, mind
It feels so sublime
We got the same mind
Love you all the time
We got the same mind
It feels so sublime
We got the same, the same mind
The same mind, same, same mind
It feels so su-, it feels so su-
Same, same mind, same mind
-ame, same mind, the same mind


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