Stupid Wild (feat. Lil Wayne & Cam'Ron)

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Oh

Gucci, what's happenin' (Yeah)

Gucci, burr, burr, burr Gucci

On the fire, you say you more fire then **** you a lie

Homie you and I

Know the trooper that's between you and I

Stupid jewelry on me then

Stupid jewelry on me now

If you think you finna shit on Gucci, then just show me how

Someone diss me yesterday

What I 'posed to do, go cry?

Put my money chasin' million dollar mission on the side

Just a chicken in my lambo

Bought two drumsticks and a thigh

I'm so hood right now, of course switchin gears while gettin high

Stupid wild, super stupid wild, homie that's my style

Girls fighting, hoes fist fighting

Just to touch my tie, well damn

Get smart, smart

I ain't been this hard in a while

Blow chaw chaw

I ain't been this hard in a while

Stupid wild, super stupid wild, homie that's my style

Stupid wild, super stupid wild, homie that's my style

Stupid wild, super stupid wild, homie that's my style

Stupid wild, super stupid wild, homie that's my style

Every single night, I'm ballin (Ballin)

Sippin' on that drank, rim crawlin' (Crawlin')

Mostly every night I'm countin', countin' (Yeah)

**** wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin' (Yeah)

**** wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin' (Yeah)

Wilder than a jaguar

Wilin 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 need a zan' bar

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 fuckin she get the voice mail service

Tell it like it be

Bitch I do it for the bloods

And every fucking time I say soo-woop, it's for the bloods

With you just like I love

I do it like I does

And if you wanna fight

Then you can fight my guns, haha

Weezy man, young money

Stupid wild, super stupid wild, homie that's my style

Stupid wild, super stupid wild, homie that's my style

Stupid wild, super stupid wild, homie that's my style

Stupid wild, super stupid wild, homie that's my style

Every single night, I'm ballin (Ballin)

Sippin on that drank, rims crawlin (crawlin)

Mostly every night I'm countin', countin' (Yeah)

**** wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin' (Yeah)

**** wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin' (Yeah)

Let's do the furs

His and her's

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, please

Back, back don't approach us

Clack, clack gats in the holsters

Cops in black, they patrol us

Treat us like rats and roaches

But the blue bands

Got the blue lamps (Lamps)

And your wifey, we use her for her food stamps (True)

Ain't no big deal

But she keep the fridge filled

Eggs scrambled, cheese grilled, cold juice, the grits kill

Don't forget veal

Italiano, Gallardo

Yeah them big wheels

Like milk, ya wig spilled

We'll rush in ya spot

Knock, knock, snub of the glock

It Gucci turn, huh?

You gone suck it or not?

Stupid wild, super stupid wild, homie that's my style

Stupid wild, super stupid wild, homie that's my style

Stupid wild, super stupid wild, homie that's my style

Stupid wild, super stupid wild, homie that's my style

Every single night, I'm ballin (Ballin)

Sippin on that drank, rims crawlin (Crawlin)

Mostly every night I'm countin, countin (Yeah)

**** wanna fight but I'm shootin, shootin (Yeah)

**** wanna fight but I'm shootin, shootin (Yeah)

Bitches wanna fuck me mainly

Cause I got the cash and I'm famous

I'm 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, (Gucci)

My wardrobe Gucci'd out like I'm boosting

I shine this all the time, ya I'mma shine, brr, shine, brr

Wanna hate then get a ticket and join the line, fine, s'Gucci