Lyrics:
to shake
Everybody goes
Fuckin Wylde
Fuckin Wylde
Fuckin Wylde
Fuckin Wylde
Bass is pounding
Senses numb
See your face
I smell the blood
Bodies churning
schelp
Nee dan wurdt it neet en komme we yn it nauw
Want wy gjin folgas yn it wylde noarden
Folgas dat doche we elk ier
Ja wy gjin folgas yn it wylde
Henry Wylde, the mild self-styled
Gentlemanly conductor, composer
Notes all filed in a leather-bound file
A folding folder, the gold soundz holder
Een nije band, hjirre yn'e tent
Fryske muzyk, dat hearst gelyk
We gean tekear, as een wylde beer
Jimme wolle jûn nog folle mear
Oh dat is net sa
Rule number One Don't you break my trust
Rule number Two mess with me choppa gon buss
Rule number Three SRT the Jeep
This a Big Wylde 223
And it came
hambre yo floto en el aire uniendo mentes profetizando como a bato Freile
wylde cada uno como debe ser
3:20 sumando poder y obteniendo demasiados nivel
Chill" (Netflix n' Chill)
Ich glaub ich weiß genau was sie heute Nacht will (Dat Dick)
[HOOK: Ton.Wylde]
Ey wie hab ich das bloß verdient
Fühl mich als wär
Shit, it's freezing
Take your
Take your
Yeah
Mxm
It's young wylde, shit
Let's go
Heard you love me
Take your feelings to the bay, aye
All your shit
ropt ik wol dûnsje ik wol dûnsje ik wol dûnsje ik wol dûnsje lit my frei as in wylde frou ik wol dûnsje lit my frei as in wylde frou lit my dûnsje my my
tô solando tipo Slash
Prefiro Zakk Wylde mas isso é só um teste
Ela ligou pra mim e me falou assim:
""NorthCrew na track deixa aquilo molhadin""
Levo ela de
thought I'm Zakk Wylde
That's how I'm back in style
Your turn is gonna be a while (So relax)
I got my possy in the back
I got Noel on the bass track
Oh you
the fucking truth and the youth and the veterans
Get wylde on the beat and Jonas on the vocals
I guarantee that that's a recipe for music moguls
From local
wylde, live eyes
This whole deeper world inside
Is lost forever now
Time is an illusion
We're the universe, for a little while
In this time
Nothing else
Cabreiro nas trick meu bem (bem)
Na mureta ele chega estralando com o spray (spray)
Manda um Wylde Style e um Bomb também (também)
Tatuagem no pescoço eles
a zakk wylde wah if you're interested
Yeah I suck the most out of all of us
But it's fine
Fuckin shit
Is that your bike?
Yeah
Oh sick bike man
Thanks
Wylde, Joe Satriani, Angus Young, Jimmy Page, Gary Moore, Yngwie Malmsteen, B.B. King, Lenny Kravitz and the one and only Ricky King! Hä?
Lass den Rock,
and Taff been cooking on out
Told Wylde he should stop by the house
He touched down on the scene
Whipped the rolling tray out
Add guitar and a beat
That's
smile
It’s been a long day
On the beat like I’m Wylde
Ok I’m sippin’ on Mimosas
Shawty love me like I’m Sosa
Ain’t no leaving til it’s over
Fuck being
to its poisoned hilt,
And as molten lead were the tears we shed”
Oscar Wylde
play mild
I got the sauce
Oscar wylde
If you in my presence
There no mistake
Ill help you unleash
cnd ill free you today
calling in kingdoms
calling
pennies
At first comes a spark, that bursts into plenty
Then engulfs the forest and burns in your memory
Yeah, we set it ablaze, first was the Wylde
Yuh
It's young wylde
Shit
She control my shit like (She control my shit like)
And she take what she like (And she take what she like)
She control
missing
And it's me
I made it out the bad city
Bad city
I still got that lifestyle
I'm still known to be wylde
I never changed my ways
I changed my
on my own
Baby, you ain't playing my songs
I just gotta take it all slow
Working for the gold, not a hoe
Heart ice cold
Ice on wylde
Nights are long,
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