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King You All Need - Mad Man (feat. Yaad Man Stigma) Lyrics



King You All Need - Mad Man (feat. Yaad Man Stigma) Lyrics




Madman he is a f*cking mad man
What a mad man he is a f*cking mad man
Shakin' up'd my boots from this mad man
Mad man mad man he is a f*cking mad man

Madman he is a f*cking mad man
What a mad man he is a f*cking mad man
Shakin' up'd my boots from this mad man
Mad man mad man mad man he is a f*cking mad man

Stick in the head and a little bit vindictive
Says that he's vicious a little bit twisted
The ruler of the bitches now I'm on his hit list
Popped his eyes cause she fed me her thighs

Nutted on her spine and she blew me like a wish list
Call me saint nicholas I'm motherf*ckin' gifted
Even though I told her no she begged in assistance
Though I'm not sorry I can't be resisted

Now he's callin' my phone he's sayin' I'm a dead man
That is something I don't recommend man
Telephone tough guy the rest all pretend man
Don't you think it's time you and I became friends man

Come on man we played in the same playground
Pulled the booty up and we laid her with her face down
Stick the show on the road you know we draw the great crowd
Or continue walkin' round town with the great clout

What a mad man he is a f*cking mad man
What a mad man he is a f*cking mad man
Shakin' up'd my boots from this mad man
Mad man mad man he is a f*cking mad man

Mad man he is a f*cking mad man
What a mad man he is a f*cking mad man
Shakin' up'd my boots from this mad man
Mad man mad man he is a f*cking mad man

Sick to my brain memory trippin' on my brain
And the weed in my vein and my head is on a plane
Touchdown in my niggas money lane
I woke up them full of rum stain

Tried to call my phone I complain
Said my wife seen her membrane
Said my girl had chest pain
Tell me now I love nobody call me hard to

Smell it like a rocky poppin
I got cuzzles on my yard yeah I'm in love with chopped cane
Candy man I sell it on me
Jumpin' out this tank it's rain

What a mad man he is a f*cking mad man
What a mad man he is a f*cking mad man
Shakin' up'd my boots from this mad man
Mad man mad man he is a f*cking mad man

Mad man he is a f*cking mad man
What a mad man he is a f*cking mad man
Shakin' up'd my boots from this mad man
Mad man mad man he is a f*cking mad man

Mad man mad man he is a f*cking mad man
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Madman he is a f*cking mad man
What a mad man he is a f*cking mad man
Shakin' up'd my boots from this mad man
Mad man mad man he is a f*cking mad man

Madman he is a f*cking mad man
What a mad man he is a f*cking mad man
Shakin' up'd my boots from this mad man
Mad man mad man mad man he is a f*cking mad man

Stick in the head and a little bit vindictive
Says that he's vicious a little bit twisted
The ruler of the bitches now I'm on his hit list
Popped his eyes cause she fed me her thighs

Nutted on her spine and she blew me like a wish list
Call me saint nicholas I'm motherf*ckin' gifted
Even though I told her no she begged in assistance
Though I'm not sorry I can't be resisted

Now he's callin' my phone he's sayin' I'm a dead man
That is something I don't recommend man
Telephone tough guy the rest all pretend man
Don't you think it's time you and I became friends man

Come on man we played in the same playground
Pulled the booty up and we laid her with her face down
Stick the show on the road you know we draw the great crowd
Or continue walkin' round town with the great clout

What a mad man he is a f*cking mad man
What a mad man he is a f*cking mad man
Shakin' up'd my boots from this mad man
Mad man mad man he is a f*cking mad man

Mad man he is a f*cking mad man
What a mad man he is a f*cking mad man
Shakin' up'd my boots from this mad man
Mad man mad man he is a f*cking mad man

Sick to my brain memory trippin' on my brain
And the weed in my vein and my head is on a plane
Touchdown in my niggas money lane
I woke up them full of rum stain

Tried to call my phone I complain
Said my wife seen her membrane
Said my girl had chest pain
Tell me now I love nobody call me hard to

Smell it like a rocky poppin
I got cuzzles on my yard yeah I'm in love with chopped cane
Candy man I sell it on me
Jumpin' out this tank it's rain

What a mad man he is a f*cking mad man
What a mad man he is a f*cking mad man
Shakin' up'd my boots from this mad man
Mad man mad man he is a f*cking mad man

Mad man he is a f*cking mad man
What a mad man he is a f*cking mad man
Shakin' up'd my boots from this mad man
Mad man mad man he is a f*cking mad man

Mad man mad man he is a f*cking mad man
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Writer: RYAN HOFT
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Performed By: King You All Need
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: RYAN HOFT
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