Mad Dog Song Details:
Mad Dog Song Lyrics
Yeah
Metro Thuggin
Long Overdue
No Cap
No Bap, Slatt
I Don’t Care Nothing About This Superstardom Shit
On God
Maserati Skrrt Mash Off
Throw Some Tint On Get Some Rims Drink Some Mad Dog
Richer Than I Ever Been I Don’t Wanna Know No Cost
I Told My Bitch If She Dont Win The Imma Drop Her Off
I’ll Knock Her Friend Out The Park But Aint Top Golf
I’m Loving The Pop Off (Loving It)
I Put The Suede On The Head
The Seats Are Hot Sauce
Spend A Few Racks And They Mad
Yeah I’m A Top Dog
Got Two Maybachs The One With The Lid (on God)
And The One With The Top Off (on God)
Now If You Look Up Under My Wrist You’ll See A Bunch Of Racks
Got Big Baguettes On My Neck And I Got My Hoochie Back
Like Donald Trump On My Account I Got My Billions Up (swear)
First Thing I Did Was Make Sure That My Whole Family Up
Spotted A Helicopter And I Swerve Off On The Block
This Is A Lambo It Just Can’t Go Up To Any Shop (skrrt)
I’m Never Stopping And I Keep A Big Ol M Tucked (on God)
I Showed Her Dr. Miami Now She Got Her Titties And Her Tummy Tucked
Pour Ohh Drank Til We Throw Up
Woah Woah, Let’s Go Up On These Drugs
Woah Woah Baby Girl I Don’t Know Her
Would She Let Me Fuck Her
I Got Money I Just Wanna Fuck Her
Caramel Skin I Make Her Supper
Drank A Four Or A Six Everytime I Pour Out The Syrup
Suck A Nigga Dick And You Can Get Ya A Purse
Maserati Skrrt Mash Off (hey)
Throw Some Tint On Get Some Rims Drink Some Mad Dog (lets Go)
Richer Than I Ever Been I Don’t Wanna Know No Cost
I Told My Bitch If She Don’t Win Then Imma Drop Her Off (swear)
I’ll Knock Her Friend Out The Park But Aint Top Golf
I’m Loving The Pop Off
I Put The Suede On The Head
The Seats Are Hot Sauce (woo!)
Spend A Few Racks And They Mad
Yeah I’m A Top Dog
Got Two Maybachs The One With The Lid
And The One With The Top Off
Tell Me What You See When You Just See A Nigga Like Me
Tell Me What You See When You Could See A Nigga Like Me
Tell Me What You Thinking When You Think A Nigga Like Me
Tell Me How You Balance When You Planking On A Milli
I’m Happy About You
Baby Tell Me How You Been
And I, Just Wanna Tell You That I Miss The Way You
Suck It, Fuck It, Lovin’
Me And My Buddies, Cousins, Yeah Yeah
Baby Pop That Pussy
I Just Want Exotic Weed
Biscotti And Cookies
I Just Print A Thousand Sheets Of Paper Then I Kush It (swear)
Used To Have A Thousand Pieces Of Mud On My Hoodie (woo!)
Now I Keep A Hundred Thousand Large In My Hoodie (woo!)
And I Still Got A Thousand Bitches Yeah
Ain’t Ashamed To Tell You That I Got Her Out Of Tootsies
She’s Snorting Machine Gun Kelly, She Got A Machine Gun With Thousands Of Bullet
Maserati Skrrt Mash Off (hey!)
Throw Some Tint On Get Some Rims Drink Some Mad Dog (lets Go!)
Richer Than I Ever Been I Don’t Wanna Know No Cost
I Told My Bitch If She Don’t Win Then Imma Drop Her Off (swear)
I’ll Knock Her Friend Out The Park But Aint Top Golf
I’m Loving The Pop Off
I Put The Suede On The Head (where)
The Seats Are Hot Sauce (woo!)
Spend A Few Racks And They Mad
Yeah I’m A Top Dog
Got Two Maybachs The One With The Lid (man What)
And The One With The Top Off (on God)
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