ฟังเพลงR U Mad (feat. Shea Couleé & Peppermint) [John "J-C" Carr & Bill Coleman Mix] (John "J-C" Carr & Bill Coleman Mix)

R U Mad (John "J-C" Carr & Bill Coleman Mix) - Michael Blume/Shea Couleé/Peppermint

Composed by：Daniel Edinberg/Michael Blume/Paolo Prudencio

I'm on my knees

It's three o'clock

Right up the street

I'm 'bout to drop

One thirty six

Or Fred your Earth

I got a donut on the bay

Say pretty please pretty pretty please

Or we won't stop no we won't stop

Don't be a tease don't be a tease

Don't be a thot don't be a thot

Bring me to tears bring me to tears

Bring me right here bring me right here

I like it sweet I like it sweet

Or like a pill right like a pill

Are you mad that I'm gay

Are you mad that I'm gay

Are you mad that I'm gay

Are you mad that I'm gay

Are you mad that I'm

I'm in the back

I'm on the bus

Want to get off

I'm in a rush

I'm runnin' late

Don't come too soon

I'm so confused

But let's resume

Do you smoke w**d

I got the fumes

What's your name

I'm Michael Blume

Bring me to tears bring me to tears

Bring me right here bring me right here

I like it sweet I like it sweet

Or like a pill right like a pill

Are you mad that I'm gay

Are you mad that I'm gay

Are you mad that I'm gay

Are you mad that I'm gay

Are you mad that I'm

It's 2 AM

I'm on my back back back

Rollin' in coins coins

Countin' my stacks countin' stacks

Eyebrows on fleek fleek

My face is beat yeah

You clockin' in

But I'm countin' sheep

You wanna get with me I expect the finest

You can be my knight and I'll be your highness

Gucci Fendi Prada too

And I'm steppin' on these heels with my bloody shoes

Miss Thing you don't wanna mess with me

'Cause your man just took me on a shopping spree

'Cause fifteen grand on my company

Bum b***hes like you give it up for free

Are you mad that I'm paid

Are you mad that I'm paid paid

Are you mad that I slay slay

Are you mad that I'm Shea Shea

Why you mad tho

Got the baseball bat 'bout to break backs swing

Still the best piece of a*s that my ex had

Someone take my jacket and hone my back

'Cause I'm about to blow up like a meth lab

B***h you mad 'cause y'all can't do what I do

Smooth chocolate skin but no facetune what

You mad 'cause here's where your buck stops

Your man gassin' me up like it's a truck stop ooh

Like Beyoncé with your band on the bleachers

F**k boys up to my a*s like bleachers ew

I ain't a housewife me keep the peaches

I rock a two piece on all the beaches

You made a smooth rap but oh baby here

Got you fallin' off the pack like a baby here

I'm not only the leader I'm a pioneer

Got you reachin' for the sky like a cop for here

Stumble in and I saw it

Like a tiger I pawed it

I like the piece so I bought it

I like it all so I brought it

I like the code and I flawed it

Yes you can applaud it

I'll make this and you'll want it

I'll hate this and you'll want it

Are you mad that I'm

Are you mad that I'm

Are you mad that I'm

Are you mad that I'm gay

Are you mad that I'm gay

Are you mad that I'm gay

Are you mad that I'm gay

Are you mad that I'm

Are you mad that I'm

Are you mad that he's gay

Are you mad that he's gay

I'ma call my cousin Trey

Oh now you wanna play

You're such a cliché

Sashay away