Mad At Her Lyrics – BRS Kash
Imma *** her like a dog when I get mad at her
Pull her hair knock down the walls when I get mad at her
Imma feed her nothing but balls when I get mad at her
I might eat it out them drawls, yeah, if I’m mad at her
*** *** give her *** ***
She keep running on some *** *** know where to go when
When I put it on her
Imma *** her like a dog when I get mad at her
Pull her hair knock down the walls when I get mad at her
I told her ass stay in the house
But she chose to go out instead
So when she walk back through the door
No talking I want nothing but head
Might throw her ass on top the bed
Then eat it from the back of her
Love when she start acting up
Can’t take *** but be acting tough
No clothes for me
Love when she arch her back and do that pose for me
I stroke her till she fall asleep remind her where she posed to be
Bad girl
How you acting up and want a bag, girl
I had plans for you tonight the reason why I’m mad girl
I keep going, going, going, going she can’t take no more
Keep drilling til I touch the coat
Eat *** til her lips get sore
I create them [?]
Now it’s puddles all around the floor
I do it good put on a show
I do it good just like a pro
Imma *** her like a dog when I get mad at her
Pull her hair knock down the walls when I get mad at her
Imma feed her nothing but balls when I get mad at her
I might eat it out them drawls, yeah, if I’m mad at her
*** *** give her *** ***
She keep running on some *** *** know where to go when
When I put it on her
Imma *** her like a dog when I get mad at her
Pull her hair knock down the walls when I get mad at her
Imma *** her like a dog just to remind her she ain’t leaving me
She lie and tell her friends that I ain’t *** but she a fiend for me
We love to fuss and fight then make back up
That’s that toxicity
Nut in her repeatedly
Now she know she ain’t leaving me
Great dane horse *** she treat my [?] like chopstick
My New Orleans *** she ain’t nothing but a chop ***
I love my Florida *** she ain’t nothing but a chop ***
My Atlanta *** she a finesser like to cop ***
Distant lovers way we is
We been *** round for years
Say she never licked a gooch before
I made her face her fears
Nutted on her face and she start crying now it’s mixed with tears
Mr *** a *** the *** out
She [?]
Imma *** her like a dog when I get mad at her
Pull her hair knock down the walls when I get mad at her
Imma feed her nothing but balls when I get mad at her
I might eat it out them drawls, yeah, if I’m mad at her
*** *** give her *** ***
She keep running on some *** *** know where to go when
When I put it on her
Imma *** her like a dog when I get mad at her
Pull her hair knock down the walls when I get mad at her
