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Calboy - Wild Wild lyrics

Artist: Calboy

album: Long Live The Kings (Deluxe Edition)


Hey
(Pooh you a fool for this one)
Ahh (Go Griz!)
Hey, hey
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
We come from that dirty, from that wild wild (wild, wild)
She tell me she love me, I'm like "How how?" (How, how?)
We stack up them Benji's let him pile, pile (yeah)
We spot oppositions, they go down, down (yeah)
We come from that dirty, from that wild wild (wild, wild)
She tell me she love me, I'm like "How how?" (How, how?)
We stack up them Benji's let him pile, pile (yeah)
We spot oppositions, they go down, down (yeah)
I spent thousands on some jeans I've never seen before (seen before)
That lil' thotty calling me, but she not needed now (needed now)
And she tell me all these words
That she don't mean it all (mean it all)
Spot oppositions, no discussions, let my Nina talk (let my Nina talk)
I'm from the trenches
From the dirty, I done seen it all (seen it all)
Had a talk with all my soldiers, but we still at war (we still at war)
I got ghetto angels watching over boy (I got ghetto angels)
4nem carry Draco's, leave him with a halo
We tryna get some peso's, I just wanna ball (I just wanna ball)
In that Hellcat, pop out tweaking
I ain't wanna pop (I ain't wanna pop)
And I fell in love with money, drugs and foreign cars (foreign cars)
Put the Jakes up on a chase 'cause I ain't wanna stop
We come from that dirty, from that wild wild (wild, wild)
She tell me she love me, I'm like "How how?" (How, how?)
We stack up them Benji's let him pile, pile (yeah)
We spot oppositions, they go down, down (yeah)
We come from that dirty, from that wild wild (wild, wild)
She tell me she love me, I'm like "How how?" (How, how?)
We stack up them Benji's let him pile, pile (yeah)
We spot oppositions, they go down, down (yeah)
It ain't no scarping off my plate
Bitch, best go get a job (get a job)
Had to sleep in that trap
Had to flip that shit like no tomorrow (no tomorrow)
And, it's fuck you, pay me
Niggas owe anything, you won't get too far (get too far)
Young boss, nigga, I'm self made
Shit can't get too hard (get too hard)
Ay, in the Hellcat, this bitch too fast
Ay, trust that she want me and I'm
Like, bitch, too bad (bitch, too bad)
And I still let her roll with me
Fuck around, bought the bitch two bags
And I'm smokin' on loud, loud, I ain't hear shit you said
Ay, got a real broken heart
I ain't got no feelings, can't get too sad
Ay, I was 16, 8 ball in my jeans
Got the shit from my dad (got the shit from my dad)
Ay, took a PJ when I went to LA
Smokin' dope when I land (When I land)
Why you wanna play
When I know where you stay, where you lay your head? (Yeah)
We come from that dirty, from that wild wild (wild, wild)
She tell me she love me, I'm like "How how?" (How, how?)
We stack up them Benji's let him pile, pile (yeah)
We spot oppositions, they go down, down (yeah)
We come from that dirty, from that wild wild (wild, wild)
She tell me she love me, I'm like "How how?" (How, how?)
We stack up them Benji's let him pile, pile (yeah)
We spot oppositions, they go down, down (yeah)

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