Don't Be Mad Lyrics - Christina Milian

My favorite dress, my favorite shoes 

My mirror said your gunna make them drool 

I'm out here dressed to kill with major sex appeal 

Dont care how much they look they still cant get a feel 

Its like im on a runway show they taking pictures when I step on the floor 

They look at her she looks a bit reserved 

I think I need to go, and have a word with her 

Why you lookin at me like you wanna start with me 

You need to check your man cuz his eyes are all on me 

Dont be mad. why she mad? dont be mad. why you mad? dont be mad. 

Why she mad? girl she mad. yea she mad. 

I ain't flirting with your man he choose to flirt with me 

Dont let this cute face fool you boy ain't knowing me 

Dont be mad. why she mad? dont be mad. why you mad? dont be mad. 

Why she mad? girl she mad. yea she mad. haha 

I know im stacked from front to back 

But that dont mean you gotta act like that 

See girl its not my fault they see me in my plot 

In the beauty hall of fame they got me on the wall 

You need to get that bad look off your face 

I'm tryin to stay a lady and not tear up this place 

But girl your pushing me closer to the edge 

Love me when im mad, you dont wanna take me there 

Why you lookin at me like you wanna start with me 

You need to check your man cuz his eyes are all on me 

Dont be mad. why she mad? dont be mad. why you mad? dont be mad. 

Why she mad? girl she mad. yea she mad. 

I ain't flirting with your man he choose to flirt with me 

Dont let this cute face fool you boy ain't knowing me 

Dont be mad. why she mad? dont be mad. why you mad? dont be mad. 

Why she mad? girl she mad. yea she mad. haha