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flow (ym) - wild wild east lyrics

[intro]
alrighty then, alrighty then
alrighty then, alrighty then
alrighty then, alrighty then
alrighty then, alrighty then
alrighty then

[hook: flow]
east side, wild boys
keep revolvers like cowboys
better run when you hear that loud noise like bruce willis you could die hard
og kush and lortabs that’s green herbs and pink pills
prolly watchin’ the simpsons, gripping on my springfield
east side, wild boys
keep revolvers like cowboys
east side, wild boys
we keep revolvers like cowboys
we the wild wild east, wild wild east
b-tch, welcome to the wild wild east
b-tch, welcome to the wild wild east
b-tch, welcome to the wild wild east
east side, wild boys
we keep revolvers like cowboys
better run when you hear that loud noise like bruce willis you could die hard
og kush and lortabs that’s green herbs and pink pills
prolly watchin’ the simpsons, gripping on my springfield

[verse 1: rocky]
yeah i be that young flame gansta, just incase you ain’t know
so don’t f-ck with 12,boogie, or flow cause they send rock to yo door
i’m on my lil n-gga sh-t, come k!ll you in front yo folks
and laugh about it with my hood becuase i think its a joke
look b-tch we murder for real it ain’t just verses we k!ll
i give my lil homies pills and tell them come and get ill
because that wild boy that’s me, my red chucks and my flame seat
if you looking for just ask a bullet i’m on 8 elm and well street

[verse 2: slim boogie]
ridin’ strap no seatbelts
pop you once you goin need help
wet you up like michael phelps, k!ll the kids and everybody else
got no heart so its no love, hunt n-ggas like elmer fudd
45 is on tucked dawg so f-ck off or get ducked off
pop yeah there’s no hesitation, got k!llers who tired of waiting
play games, murder for fun
got big guns that’s the size of bun
want beef you get the whole cattle, watch them snakes cause they gonna rattle
close range i got good aim, got two words bang bang

[verse 3: 12 shotty]
smoking on my twelve gauge that b-tch loaded like lil shotty
all my n-ggas they down to squeeze we twelve deep so that’s twelve bodies
i like the kush not tinker tell, we close range and i’ll take a bath
revolver low when i’m switching them lanes
my n-ggas they flippin’ off pimpin’ and cane
i’m counting that dough while drippin’ that thang
if you pull kick door then the hammer go bang
got some nights with the beam on
extension clip that’s a six strap
lil homie got them bad habits, even got my b-tch strapped
no we ain’t bout no chit chat but get yo b-tch -ss kidnapped

[verse 4; taliban bundy]
see myself with my lil bros, me myself in that rolls royce
i beat that p-ssy so good i leave them hoes with no
i leave them hoes with no money, cause i get them hoes money
og cost me 400 watch me smoke this whole onion
oz of that montana watch me have yo nose running
snub nose, no hammer
creep down, no running
its taliban you motherf-ckas know the name
d to the izze you motherf-ckas know the gang

[hook]
east side, wild boys
keep revolvers like cowboys
better run when you hear that loud noise like bruce willis you could die hard
og kush and lortabs that’s green herbs and pink pills
prolly watchin’ the simpsons, gripping on my springfield
east side, wild boys
keep revolvers like cowboys
east side, wild boys
we keep revolvers like cowboys
we the wild wild east, wild wild east
b-tch, welcome to the wild wild east
b-tch, welcome to the wild wild east
b-tch, welcome to the wild wild east

[verse 5: flow]
ridin’ through the fifth ward, listening to that bonka disk
44 bulldog that b-tch look like monkey wrench
she got a att-tude i ain’t feeling her mood
ima cook the b-tch breakfast then spit in her food
checkerboard van, watch, trukfit chain sw-nging
red syrup blue pills its like my drugs gang banging
yeah i wear a red but f-ck around and i blues you
quit looking at me stupid do you see something amusing
ion just do drugs, i f-cking abuse em
i be on that same sh-t that prolly k!lled whitney houstan
i can’t lie i need help my n-gga
i pour it up in everything except milk my n-gga
all type of guns but they revolver my pell
cause if i pop yo -ss, they ain’t finding no sh-lls
yes i’m young money, you better respect em
drake when i see comet b-tch -ss ima smack him
cause we them

- flow ym lyrics

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