Funk Avenue - Why They Mad? (feat. Ricky Benson) Lyrics

Yeeaah

Kewsh nayo nayo
Yeah yeah
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm
Haaah
Aye aye ayye
Simz na Twizzy utasema wachizi
Kaa wee ni hater kula ndizi
Muscle na flex kula tizi
Man I do it so easy
Easy easy easy aah
Easy easy easy hmm

Why they maad Why they mad at me huh
Why they maad Why they mad at me huh
Hmm pheew uhh
Why they maad Why they mad at me huh
Why they maad Why they mad at me huh
Pheew Hmm Hmm pheew pheew

Njoro amecome na tek (tek)
Namurder rookie na vet (vet)
Why these niggas tryna flex (flex)
My nigga give it a rest (uh)
Ukiwa down kwa mess (mess)
Hivyo ndo life hutest (test)
Only the strong progress
F*ck all you niggas who claiming we friends (uugghh)

I keep it strapped (strapped strapped)
Staki kugo down ka eazy (never)
I'm in da gym nmedunga yeezy
Please don't cancel twizzy (please dont cancel me)
Why they mad at me (why why) Ju nko vip (vip)
Chillin wit the baddest bitches toka cbd (cbd)

I've been a man class seven
That's when papa went to heaven
Mama kaomba na Angels (pray pray) I see 1111 (yeah)
I realign, I redefine, psilocybin ndio nisare mangwai
Hawana drip Buda wamekaukiwa

Nko zabe ngara (ngara ) chillin in prada (okay)
Boy amen'gara , she calling me fada , lazima ni flex , ain't no capper (flex flex)
Fine and proper , cheza na mimi unakula copper
Fine and proper , cheza na mimi unakula copper

Kaa ni mali pure (pure)
Fake friends fewer (fewer)
Daily napaa daily nang'aa
Maisha ni fupi usiwaste githaa

I'm in the kitchen preaching (preach)
Twizzy the deacon speaking (okay)
Stay on your lane you reaching (you reaching)
They don't wanna see me win (uh)

And we really never stop (never stop)
When first came for the first time she gave me top (sloppy toppyyy)
She bust it down aah aah
She bust it down aye aye

Simz na Twizzy utasema wachizi
Kaa wee ni hater kula ndizi
Muscle na flex kula tizi
Man I do it so easy
Easy easy easy aah
Easy easy easy hmm
Why they maad Why they mad at me huh
Why they maad Why they mad at me huh
Hmm pheew uhh
Why they maad Why they mad at me huh
Why they maad Why they mad at me huh
Pheew Hmm Hmm pheew pheew

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm getting excited, they getting incited
I'm jumping the hurdles, hope I never fumble
She want to cuddle but I want to hustle
I be grinding and stacking, Ion need the lotto
I'm getting dizzy by the way this shi litty
Stop calling my phone when you know that I'm busy
I work my way up, I ain't talm'bout the ceiling
You say that I'm ghosting, don't bring me no feelings
Writing my lines when I'm sober
Everyday I'm getting colder
She was hoe bro I told ya
Always keep sum' in the holster
I got this whole bitch on lock
Thug life like I'm Pac
They be talking but they cappin a lot
Blueberry fuego I like it in stacks
Bring me a blunt instead of the sex
I be learning taking notes
Momma told me never boast
Chasing that bread then we making toast
Taste of the alcohol lingers
Coochie so sweet had to lick my fingers
Don't really trust blind dates on tinder
Your bitch on my dick she told me I'm bigger
Give her them proteins I'm just feeding her
Niggas don't make cause niggas be givin up
Grew me a skin and it's starting to get tough
When she pull up Imma learn how to surf
She ask me what are we? Ion want to cuff
All my opps Imma huff and puff

Aye aye
Simz na Twizzy utasema wachizi
Kaa wee ni hater kula ndizi
Muscle na flex kula tizi
Man I do it so easy
Easy easy easy aah
Easy easy easy hmm

Why they maad Why they mad at me huh
Why they maad Why they mad at me huh
Hmm pheew uhh
Why they maad Why they mad at me huh
Why they maad Why they mad at me huh
Pheew Hmm Hmm pheew pheew