Madd Ting

(Yo, Jugglerz)

Ich hab' eine Glizzy, brauch' keinen Schlagring

Plus 42 Cuzis, die parat sind

Sikis in der City, mach' ein Casting

Ja, it's a mad ting (wouh)

Sie war für ein College-Jahr in Miami, Florida

Girl hat Potenzial und einen Ass wie Oliver

Papa ist Oligarch, sie braucht einen Bodyguard

Fährt Daddys Lamborghini Urus wie ein Bobby-Car

City-girl twerkt nur für Extra Money

Waist still slim, meine Stacks sind chubby, ja

Wine on me, move your sexy body

Gang pusht, pusht nur die beste Quali

Mad ting, mad ting (mad)

Bad gyal, it's a mad ting

Mad ting, mad ting (mad)

Bad gyal, it's a mad ting

Mad ting, mad ting (mad)

Bad gyal, it's a mad ting

Mad ting, mad ting (mad)

Bad gyal, it's a mad ting

Balance pon it, pon it, bounce (wouh)

Fi mi mista lover when mi like Shabba Ranks (yeah)

Yeah, we get gyal anyweh we go

Wull ah dem ah mad (mad), so mi haffi give thanks

Wine up yuh bumpa, bu-bu-bumpa

Stop pon yuh back, yeah, mi deh yah like a school bag (woo)

Top Shotta, forget any rule, gyal (gyal)

Fi find that style, but forgetful man (wouh)

Bend down, an' turn off mi phone

Baby, mi cyaan let your waistline alone (alone)

Man a load, get high, man a load

Know weh yuh haffi (?) weh mi waan

(mad thing) mad ting, mad ting

Bad gyal, it's a mad ting

(mad thing) mad ting, mad ting

Bad gyal, it's a mad ting

Mad ting, mad ting

Bad gyal, it's a mad ting

(mad thing) mad ting, mad ting

Bad gyal, it's a mad ting

Zagga, dem girls call me King Kong

Backshot, front shot, like a ping pong

Since ah go turn yuh inna swing song

Put mi mic at your mouth, mek yuh sing song

Yeah, seh mi have eh dancehall way

Eighteen and over, mi call it

Lockdown every bar down ah (?)