Wild, wild West (Wild, wild) And I put the coolant on the TEC (Coolant) And I bought some land, I invest (Who?) Oh, stepping on a peasant (Oh) Whoa, shawty gon' molest me (Whoa) Bought a Richard Mille, you get the message (Richard Mille) Introduce you to

Rest in paradise Don't cry (don't cry, don't cry) Don't go (why, oh why, oh why?) Don't cry, don’t go Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa Why y'all staring into the clouds Am I rising or they comin' down? I see death around the corner

Whoa nobody loves me, nobody seems to care Everyday, everyday I have the blues When you see me worryin' baby, yeah it's you I hate to lose Ooh everyday, everyday I have the blues Well worries and trouble darling, Babe you know I've had my share Everyday,

But you're always worth waiting for I guess I'll wait a little more You take forever, ever, ever, ever, hm Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh whoa oh oh whoa oh oh With my back up against the door 'Cause you take forever, ever, ever, ever, ever ever ever It's

Oh, it must be love I said whoa, I said whoa Let me hear you say yeah Something got a hold on me, yeah, yeah Believe I'd fly if only I could Sound so strange, sure it's good I said whoa Aha-ho, aha-hey, yeah

Whoa-oh-oh-oh Funny how a melody sounds like a memory Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night Springsteen To this day when I hear that song I see you standin' there all night long Discount shades, store bought tan Flip flops and cut-off jeans

Damn, I got these bitches on lock doh They drag me in the house and then they lock door They fighting for the number one spot though, whoa I got these bitches on lock doh Man have got, damn, I've got And I got, 'cause man have got 10 o'clock that man are

Whoa whoa, whoa Wake up fuck your bitch before I pee ('fore I piss) Wash my fucken hands and brush my teeth (brush my teeth) Side arm bitch you know thats right on me (right on me) Red rag tied around my neck, bitch, ooh VVS them diamonds in my necklace

When ashes fall the legends rise Whoa (legends rise) It's burning down, it's burning high We burned it out oh my oh why (Legends rise) Legs are tied, these hands are broken Alone I try with words unspoken Silent cry, my breath is frozen With blinded

Like a war child I'm like, I'm like Whoa, whoa (I'm like) whoa, whoa (I'm like) I'm like, I'm like, I'm like I like to get my fuckin' fade on I'm feeling sexy, I'm like (Ooh) Them haters tryin' to get their hate on (Fuckin' war child)