Wild Wild (feat. Slump6s & Cayo)

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Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Oh woah, woah, woah, woah

B-bad bitch , she said she want me back
Hit up Neiman's, and we can go and spend a rack
She want red bottoms, so I took her to Saks
Me, my nigga from the trenches, we come from the 'raqs (Woah, yeah, uh)

Oh, I just wanna roll, I just wanna go, tell lil' Tino, Hit the show"
Then he want some smoke, act up, make the chopper blow
Aye lil' Austria , will you come let me know?

Bass boomin', pow, pow
We come from the wild, wild
Heat, fa-fa, pow, pow
I can run you down, down

Please do not talk down, down
Big choppa, we go round for round
Money talk, I'm talkin' now
We come from dirty, yeah, that wild, wild

S-smokin' gas, that's that loud, loud (Ah)
Man, I got something for you, it'll blow you down, down
You ain't gettin' money, nigga, you a clown, clown
Ain't you smoke for real? Man, they tried to steal our sound, sound

If you wanna talk, baby, you can let me know
See I'm going up, need a hunnid for a show
Baby, I'm all good, it's time for you to let me go
But now I'm gettin' bands, baby, I got hella' hoes

Lil' buddy can't do it just like us
Babygirl, all you do is lie, lie
I do not pull up or slide
Send shooters to hit your ass with my nine

I'ma karate chop the opposition, while I'm in the Kitchen, cooking all the time
All of these lil' niggas always hatin', they ain't in
Relation, to my slime

Hit his ass with like fourty
Then they ask the nigga, "What happened?"
Me and bro goin' four deep
Finna wipe his nose with a napkin

Baby, you can't control me, and my lifestyle while rappin'
And I'm gon' end up in fourty
All these lil' niggas been cappin'

I just spent checks on the finer things
Don't know why these niggas look down on me
I'm turnin' into a designer fiend
I fell for your love, that's a bad thing

Double the cup, but it's not lean
I hope that you're never against me
Ayy, slide, cha-cha
Bitch, hop on the mic, I don't need to redo it

All I need is one take
Blew out my mouth it's headed to the bank
Shawty, come on, you know I can come over
Airborne, bitch, we takin' over

Mama told me it's a chip on my shoulder
Now I know why I've been feelin' colder
You been with me for so long I gotta let you know 
That you're fuckin' so fine, I can't let you go

Spark the blunt for me, so you can let it flow
Don't mess with me and my niggas, we'll come take your soul

Will you come let me know?
Bass boomin', pow, pow
We come from the wild, wild
Bass boomin', pow, pow

We come from the wild, wild
Heat, fa-fa, pow, pow
I can run you down, down
Please do not talk down, down

This choppa, we go round for round
Money talk, I'm talkin' now
We come from dirty, yeah, that wild, wild

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