borgore - wild out lyrics
[verse 1 – waka flocka flame:]
jur-ssic park
i’m in a hardspot, little hole in the wall
threw twenty racks, i just blacked out
hot as f-ck, ’bout to p-ss out
my swag in, your swag out
when i hit the stage, girls t-tties out
when i hit your stage bring your city out
ballin’ hard, ’bout to foul out
pop a bottle n-gg-, wild out
you know, wild, wild out
pop a bottle n-gg-, wild out
i’m slim dunkin’ with these ray bans
i’m on a thug sh-t, campaigns
still champagne, need a bad b-tch
icy wrist with with a icy neck
reach for that, i’ll leave you wet
waka flocka flame get the p-ssy wet
[verse 2 – paige:]
gettin’ money ain’t a crime
so why you watching, wasting time
tell me are you ready
hit the streets and we wild out
club hopping we ball out
and ain’t watching no haters ‘cus ya’ll
[bridge:]
can’t f-ck with us, can’t f-ck with us
can’t f-ck with us, we get crazy
come f-ck with us, come f-ck with us
hit the street, we wild out, club hopping we ball out
come f-ck with us [x4]
pop a bottle n-gg-, wild out
hit the street, we wild out, club hopping we ball out [x2]
[drop:] turn up the volume!
[verse 3 – paige:]
money, money, no running out
i don’t know what you talking ’bout
tell me if you ready
bad b-tch with a foul mouth
what the f-ck you hating for
give me a round of applause
i’m in first place like usain
too true like 2 chainz
[bridge]
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