Mad Bitch

Oh look, another mad bitch Yeah, it's Big Candy, bitch, come and rip me out the rapper According to my files, I'm a motherfuckin' factor My name hold weight like a plug to a trapper And I'm all natural, not a BBL, bitch Fuck out my way, let me show you how it go All them fake pages, but you hoes still broke Why you worry about me, but you hoes still broke All them baby daddies, but you hoes still broke Where my boss bitches at? Where my go gettin' bitches Ones that got they own bag, yeah, ain't worried about a nigga Not your petty-ass, $40 low-level bitches Ain't got nothin', want nothin', have nothin', bitches All you hoes do is hate, hate to see a bitch winnin Know you'd rather see me dead, hate to see a bitch livin Twenty hours in the sky, you was in the crib chillin Got him payin' me to eat, you can't even pay a visit I'm a five-star bitch, five each for the kicks That's a whole ten-piece to make a broke bitch sick Know I had you in mind when I wrote this shit Mad, cause I'm havin' motion and you motionless, bitch Another day, another mad bitch You know stuntin' is a habit I know he want it, but can't have it I love to show my ass and they can't stand it Another day, another mad bitch You know stuntin' is a habit I know he want it, but can't have it I love to show my ass and they can't stand it Na-na-na, boo-boo I look like this and you look like shit And that's why you a mad-ass bitch Mad-ass hoe, raggedy-ass hoe Y'all bitches said I'm too bossy, but y'all givin' worker vibes, bitch It is what it is If you a workin' ass hoe, then I'm just the boss I come to help you, bitch Take it or leave it Bum-ass hoe Y'all welcome Eat mah Kandy