Lyrics:
give it time you'll see
I'll give you everything
We'll ball so hard
Girl, we'll forget about the score
I Saint Laurent my damsel
She got a fist full
up game
Some things, when I look, how they never gonna change
It ain't a thing, niggas wild, then I'm cockin' that thing
'Cuz you know with every
a sack of rocks right under it
The funny thing is, this murders funded by the government
Yo they'll kill you and put the crack in your pocket to make it
All the real shit my niggas do
We don't rap about
‘Cause niggas'll rat you out
As soon as they get the word
I know niggas saying they homies as
Soon
Yea I'm not a saint
And I'm not afraid, to say
That I'm alone and sitting in the dark
Waiting for you while the world just passes by
And still, I'll
I just fell for your trap, no doubt about that
Yeah, I fell for your trap, you cheated me baby
Like a fly in a web I feel poisoned and dead
Like
Waiting Until Then Until Then I'll Pretend And How About You Can You Promise Me You'll Wait We've Still Got Aways To Go Temptation Rules The Earth And I'm
know I can't afford to stop (I'm telling you, man)
(Wow, man)
For one moment (for real)
That it's too soon (it's, she's too-)
Let me tell you about
that smile and that thing you do with your tongue still drives me wild
[Female:] (shreek) You silly
[Lyfe:] You gotta have some kids by now
[Female:]
it out loud,
Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about.
Toast to the wild, toast to the bout,
Moments like these, that’s what I’m talking about.
Verse 2
I don’t care
It’s all about, bad behaviour
Would you be mine, tonight
For a moment
Could we just hide and get so wild
By the brick wall
(I) Won’t
own business
someone knocked on the door the teacher said who is it
this girl walked in my imigination ran wild
she stole my heart just by the way that
When I was younger Thought about Jesus
As some wild wizard who taught to the heathens
He healed the sick, and raised the dead
There's something
perfumed stationary by the phone
I hate to think about you waking up at dawn to find me gone
It hurts me so to get up in the middle of the night and go
Whether a regular sinner, or considered a saint
Or live in between temptation and restraint
Only you know what you are and what you ain’t
This ride
to make your life invisible
So don't fuck, you betta be respectable
The nine millimeter, is really incredible
Wicked an' wild, yes, you're wicked an'
about animals by doing research in laboratories, working at zoos, or even observing animals in the wild.
If you decide to become a zoologist, you need
her out
B-boy style (what what??), you know we're all wild
Biggity-back from the sewer, check the profile
The doe-getter, the show-ripper,
the night
The Monte Carlos rumble by
Under these faded old street lights
Whoa-whoa on the west side rules don't apply
For a man on a mission, either you
Nothing
Far behind the second sun
Guests arriving one by one
But there is so much to talk about
Fucking prophets stumble in
Wearing badges for their sins
is I care about
fuck everybody else and I don't want to hear about
and I don't give a fuck if you know someone that's down
I'll grab you by your neck
You don't know that I've been feeling blue
And I don't know what you've been going through
It feels so long since we were by the pool
Now you don't
This is our House
(Woah)
The energy's high
We’re coming alive
This is our House
(Woah)
The roar of the crowd
It’s about to get wild
This is our house
the road it's a wild one
But I think I found one
Blocking pot holes that tryna call him, darlin You ain't gotta worry about me
Just lemme know what you need
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