Stupid Wild (Instrumental)

歌詞

(Gucci Mane) I'm the fire, you say your mo' fire then nigga you a lie' (liar) Homie you and I, Know the trooper Thats between You and I Stupid jewelry on me, yeah Stupid jewelry on me now If you think you finna shit on Gucci Then just show me how Someone dis me yesterday, What I'm 'posed to do, go cry? With my money chasin' million dollar mission on the side Just a chicken in my lap I'm bout to trust her then I die I'm so hood right now They question whats gettin' Gucci high? Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild, Homie thats my style Girls fightin', Hoes fist fight, man Just to touch my tie Get my squad squad, I ain't been this hard in a while Blow top off, I ain't been this hard in a while (Chorus) Stupid wild, Stupid, stupid wild, Homie Thats my style (4x) Every single night I'm ballin', Sippin' on the drink, Girls crawlin' Mostly every night I'm countin, countin, Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin' Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin' (Lil Wayne) Wilder than a jaguar, Wildin' in a jaguar, Please don't play with me I'll put that pistol on your grandpa I swear I'm so wild I think I just may need a xanbar And If she on my team I bet that bitch know who she playin' for Mr. Coach Carter Or Mr. Go Harder And I like my kush dry Like a fish with no water Swagger stupid perfect, I might as well surf it And if she ain't fucking She get the voicemail service Tell it like it be, Bitch I do it for the bloods And every fuckin' time I say Zu Woo is for the bloods With you just like I love I do it like I does And if you wanna fight, Then come on you can fight my guns Haha, Weezy man, Young Money (Chorus) [Cam'ron] Let's do the first, his and hers Started gettin' on my nerves so I hit her with a "BURR!" Hustlers love me, all the haters hate me, They brothers wanna fight me, They sisters wanna date me, I tell her bless it baby, You could be my bust it baby, But stay in your place, I need my space, Don't suffocate me, Back black approach us, Clack clack gats in holsters, Cops in black control us, Treat us like rats and roaches, But the blue Benz, Got the blue lamps, And your wifey, What we use her for a food stamp, Ain't no big deal, But she keep the fridge filled, Eggs scrambled, cheese, grilled, cold juice and grits Kill! Don't forget veal, Italiano, Gallardo, Yea the big wheels, Like milk and wig spilled, We'll rush in ya spot, Knock Knock, snock of the glock, It Gucci turn, Huh?, You gon' suck it or not? (Chorus) Stupid wild, Stupid, stupid wild, Homie Thats my style (4x) Every single night I'm ballin', Sippin' on the drink, Girls crawlin' Mostly every night I'm countin, countin, Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin' Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin' Bitches wanna fuck me, mainly Cause I got a catch and I'm famous Im tryin' to hold my head above water, water Stack a million cash I just oughta, oughta My chain cost a stack cause I'm Gucci, My wardrobe Gucci'd out like I'm boosting Shine with all this ice Homie shine, shine Wanna hate me? Get a ticket and join the line Fine (It's Gucci)