"Mad Out" lyrics

Fucking idiot
Stupid fucking boy
Dunce fucking fool, mmm
Mad you a mad out

Hey, hey!
Move out my way, me a mad somebody (Mad, mad)
Hey, hey! (Move)
Move out my way, me a mad somebody (Now)

Frank White, a mad me a mad out (Mad, mad)
A mad me a mad out
Gyal a get fuck and a run out a di madhouse (Weh yuh a go?)
A mad me a mad out
Hold me cup, yuh nuh see bay gyal a dash out
A gyal a bend her back, her hole a get stab out
All a me money get fuck inna me account
A which big man that get knock out? (Fool)

Hey, hey, hey!
Move out my way, me a mad somebody (Move, move)
Hey, hey
Move out my way, me a mad somebody

And how yuh batty big so? (Big)
Me seh she come from Kingston
Gyal, whine, gyal, whine, down syndrome
A pon her head top she gone when she drink rum
Dunce, back it up pon me Burberry shorts
And me fuck nuff gyal and break every heart
Put money inna her draws if she shake up her ass (Shake up her ass)
Gyal, just shake up yuh ass
And me balls inna her mouth, how di fuck she fi talk?

Hey, hey!
Move out my way, me a mad somebody (Move, move)
Hey, hey!
Move out my way, me a mad somebody

See money yah
See di buddy yah
Turn yuh pon a backaz, have money inna me hand
Love it when yuh suck it and yuh sitting on me John
A dog shit she coulda turn Miss World to
She full a video, she nasty, she terrible
Me tell yuh seh she terrible
Yuh waan me show yuh seh she terrible?