Rick Ross - Wild Boy (Remix) lyrics

MGK: Cobain's back, Yeah Cobain's back Got all these crazy white boys yelling Cobain's back [Hook] Yeah b**h, yeah b**h, call me Steve-O Yeah b**h, yeah b**h, call me Steve-O I'm a Wild Boy, I'm a I'm a Wild Boy I'm a Wild Boy, f** an eighth I need O's [Verse 1: 2-Chainz] (Yeah) (2-Chainz!) Yeah b**h, yeah b**h, call me 2-Chainz Eat your girl, wear my necklace, call it food chain I'm a Wild Boy, been that way for a while boy All I k** is beats and p**y, still ain't went on trial for it South Side, my chain glowing If them lames going, then I ain't going My aim good, my pistol dirty Chopper clean them like dish detergent Kobe Bryant, but the sicker version Big Meech, but the spitter version Stacey Dash, but a thicker version Getting head while the engine running UGH! [Verse 2: Meek Mill] (Meek Milly) (MMMMMMM-Maybach Music) (Aye) I'm a Wild Boy, strapped down like a cowboy I'm really in the game, you just a towel boy I pull up in that thang all on them alloys With so many carrots on, Bugs Bunny'll die for Your b**h call me Steve-O, cause I ball like I'm D-Rose My neck be on Sub-Zero, and I won't save her, no hero My wrist done cost me a Maro, got your whip on my wrist You keep my name in your mouth, but it keep your b**h on my dick n***a! [Verse 3: Mystikal] b**h, I got my beanie and my hoodie Here go the dick, bet you know where to put it I'm harder than Buckwheat's head You n***as softer than jello pudding I stack them up, I keep counting digits You falling down to London bridges Laughing at you b**hes like Nana-b**boo b**h, cause I'm back up in here I rip it up, I put it down when it get mean 2 Chain, Meek Mill with the nicotine French Montana and Machine Gun Kelly I ain't gotta tell you how I act on 16 Gangsta's don't dance no more p**y a** n***a better stay in his place How many times you seen one f**ing rapper k** so many mother f**ing rappers with an 8? (Hook) [Verse 4: French Montana] R-R-R-R-Riding with them young boys, rolling up that O-G Rather have a hothead, then to have some cold feet Homeboy it's a new day, all my j**els is Blu-Ray On your wife like Cool J, beat it up like the new Dre Money here be too grown, fresher than a newborn They try to sign a whole group, started from the group home Moving like a boss move, MGK my dog fool You know I'm a Wild Boy, Cocaine Cowboy [Verse 5: Yo Gotti] (Chea) (Yeah) Had a show in Cleveland, law shut it down Dropped that gangsta sh**, security couldn't control the crowd b**hes on that drink, my n***as on that loud n***as talking fowl? My pistol talking POW! Yeah b**h, yeah b**h, I'm a dope boy Top gone (tranparent), where it go boy? Lamb feta cheese sauce inside broccoli Got that Machine Gun Kelly and it's screamin' co*k me [Verse 6: Machine Gun Kelly] Everybody shut up (shut up) Couple of them ready to do it different whenever I tell them b**hes to come up (come up) And I ain't talking for the stares, I'm talking for air (gasp) somebody light a blunt up (blunt up) Call me Steve-O b**h, I put a nutt up to in front of your mother's face like it's nothing Puff it till' my eyes yellow when I'm with them sun up (What up?) What I need a shirt fo? What I need a shirt fo? Tatt'ed up from my head to toe like what I need this shirt fo? What do I need to work fo? I smack the boss at my job, boy f**ing hoes like I'm Austin Powers, giving Golden Showers, that's WILD BOY! (Kellz) [Hook] I'm a Wild Boy (repeats)