Lyrics:
me wild
You leave me by myself
All by myself
Girl, I don't know what to do
I'm so mad
Girl, you drive me wild
Ooh so wild
Baby drive me crazy
Leave me
to be, kill all your foes, a drive by sounds so damn cold
Gotta pick your fucking battle, i choose milk with cereal
Lucky charms into my bowls, i see you
or buckskin hides
Tradition to the core, it’s a way of life
The will of the wind, the lay of the land
And every living thing born by God’s hand
There’s a cold
hear them hissin'
But I got my head on a swivel, so I'm chillin'
But I can't get too cold, man I gotta stay hot
Lame Niggas dead to me, can't wait til'
"Come by"
You tell me things changed and I know you lie
I came by last week, you said drive on up
And your pops came out talking all that stuff
Next
It’s 1:43, drinking
We’re as cold as winter
Truth runs wild by liquor
On the first day of Christmas
Forget about the fireplace
I’ll keep you warm
to get ill and kinda buck wild
Pop pop, just like the part that's in my walk with street talk
I'm runnin' up the block in the dark where lead spark
my girl
Why'd you have to leave?
Leave me so sad
Girl, you broke my heart
Oh, you drive me wild
You leave me by myself
All by myself
Girl, I
And roll, 'cause you know this kid has got wild soul (got wild soul)
Americana, Ms. Drama like starved out piranha
Cold like ice, jet-hot like a sauna
Will it stop if I put a hole in that clock with my fist?
The fabric rips, the fabric tears
Flattened by the kick, cut in half by the snare
It’s the bass
power, I made you buck-wild
Yo, weeks went by and I'm surprised
Still stuck in the shelf with all the things that an outlaw hides
Besides me, it's
power, I made you buck-wild
Yo, weeks went by and I'm surprised
Still stuck in the shelf with all the things that an outlaw hides
Besides me, it's
M.C.s out there ya better stand clear EPMD is a world premier From
New York
straight talk America's best Cold Wild Long Island is where we rest
the desert?
Wild, wild west hurt to the dirt
Anti-immigration against brown skin
Sounds like Brownshirts
Silenced by so called legal violence
Somebody had
the next song
20 Hours
In an old van
Up the east coast
Through the cold wind
Drove 20 hours
By the ocean
Up the east coast
What a road trip
Now that
bitch[00:14.90]Left eye got blinded, & it's still on sight bitch[00:18.28]See this some slight shit[00:20.34]Bum sped ass bitches on that duck ass shit[00:22.90]Hoes
to Get Better
Or
Wild Wild Woman
By Your Smith
Or Forest Whitaker
By Bad Books
Do you have any regrets?
Oh yeah
Plenty
I've seen these music docs
the midnight thunder, flyin' through the skies
Midnight rush, our spirits collide spirits collide
Running wild, we're breaking the ties breaking the ties
Feel
zelle, let me drive the boat[03:12.18]Bitch I'm cold as hell, let me grab my coat[03:14.88]You bitches BEEN pale, when compared
Yo, I just got the new thing for the summer
Now I need me a boo thing for the summer
We can kick it like Liu Kang for the summer
You can't tie me
to platinum cars, my click is that large
To get they dick licked and back massaged by rich chicks
who rock Versace bras in the drop, watchin the stars
Yo,
to madness
With wild eyes dying
Wild eyes burning
They raise their heads
They swell their cold necks
Like a hungry child's breath
Or a cat who's ripped its
Wild out Lyrics (He Rocks, David Fasanmade)
Chorus
When the beauty in life fades you say "pretty bad"
Funny ain't it, why stay mad
All up in my face
I ain't going where the wild things are
I ain't going to the cigarette store
I ain't going to the cold beer bar
To check in on the Tennessee score
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