lines It's wild talk, wild talk, thought I'd couldn't get enough But you just babble and babble and babble It's wild talk, yes, it's wild talking misses Wild talk
understand where she's comin' from The hardcore's connected to the base of her fate She just breaks and bring drama to the situation Ejaculation of my projectile, she's buck wild
" Said, "Hell nah dad'll send me ??" And you snitchin' ass niggas, ya'll need some snitchin' counseling First forty-eight a nigga man you niggas wild'
ghetto for you Got things I'd like to show you Ooh girl I really wanna (aah) with chu [Verse 2] I like the way you walk (walk) And your dirty talk (dirty talk
had to transform into educated lad Going around doing chores for your dad Playing a duck, wearing sweaters and shoes Chilling with pop just listen to the blues And talking
[T.I. talking] Aye, aye Bun who did this man? So me and you got, T.I.P., Killer Mike, Lil Jon, and Bun B So that's the King of the South.. the Underground
i'm talking about one night, 82, static, selecta, like... i'll take back to one night like static, selecta, come on, man! hey, hey, hey! nigger free style
, I wuz ridin' in a rolls Bitches stay mad, 'cuz I ain't tha dad, of they child But bitch look her dat 1 and park wild I don't really care if y'all niggaz
right And her dad said, "Don't say I didn't warn you" Sally got married to a rock musician She met in California Tommy always talks about the day The
work hard for all the things I got And to hang with a nigga's just an intricate plot You smoke my weed, you try to bang my hoes And talk bad about
eyes, pale skin Mean dad, she was my second grade friend, my very best friend She had four older brothers that I sometimes dreamed about Mennonite children like wild
My life start flashin' like holograms like right in front Of my own face, I never felt this way off one blunt I see my son gainin' life and my dad losin
know about Mickey? He's a bad motherfucker Truckers get my digits off the stalls of rest stops I'm sick on the microphone like smallpox Wild-eyed babies
fuckin pace ya nigga Cause I'm crazy like my dad, a wild coyote Show you what Shaq shoulda did to Kobe Slap him in his mouth, nigga fuck Jerry Buss That fool still talkin
, nigga what? Come on! (can you, can you, hear me? ) Can you hear me motherfucker? !? I'm talking to you! ('cause I am in...side your head) (? ) uncontrollable and wild
Hi, I'm Jona, Freddie Foxxx is my dad And I wanna say that all you rappers are wack Wordup, baby, yeah, you ready? It's Bumpy Knuckles, baby, we tear
innocent Eating Reese's Pieces I was young, then wearing 5 star Aleses Bullet in ya gut a have a bag catch ya feces 20 months, vision quest, sleeping in a tepee Since my dad
work hard for all the things I got And to hang with a nigga's just an intricate plot You smoke my weed, you try to bang my hoes And talk bad about a
