Welcome to D12 World! Fuck the silly shit, I pull a mac milli quick, When D12 rock this summer it's over with. All these bitches and all these hoes, What the fuck you looking at me for? (You, nigga!). Oh yeah, you like my chain, want to get your skinny

For a very, very, long-long time I've been on my motherfuckin' grind Yeah, so I deserve to ball like Kobe Yeah, got a bad ori in the back Yeah, and I don't fuck with no new niggas We've been homies for a long-long time She say she love me, love me,

Party people say, party people say Ay it's a new day, it's a new day World is getting ready, everybody ready, yeah! For a new day, for a new day, celebrate and say I woke up this morning thinking 'bout the old me When I was feeling like Miller Lite and

Is this the new national anthem Free just to murder me I know radio prolly ain't gonna play this But chopper going off in the hood man Like Afghanistan or the Gaza strip somewhere man Yeah, we hear it so much we probably numb to it by now After all, it’s

Wild like wild life I'm not done yet, pass me the bottle It's two AM, let's hit the throttle Drink in my cup, hands going up Let's hit the dance floor and get I could show you how to live the wild life (wild life) Yeah, no telling what I might do When

Look at her go, yeah she know what she doing Go go, go, do it girl She walked, wobble-dy wobble-dy Drop, drop it like it's hot Come on baby, keep on doing what you doing Wobble-dy wobble-dy drop, drop it like it's hot Yellow Nuvo got me wobbling back to

If I had the chance to make one wish Every single moment would be like this Laying here baby, just me and you Yeah, and every day would be Sunday afternoon I swear it feels just like The clocks slow down for a while And the air tastes sweeter And

Can't keep up with the pace, nigga Get the fuck up out the race, nigga Yeah, pump your brakes, go slow Pump your brakes, go slow Just like my shawty, she like it slow Yeah, and just like her, I heard it all before Don't let 'em fool you, they blowing

Yeah, she's the Yeah, she's the boss and I'm an old romantic doing favors, don't look good on paper But when she looks behind these eyes, girl I can see the psyche, and baby I like it Yeah, she's the Yeah, she's the, old romantic doing

I go crazy, crazy baby, I go crazy You turn it on, then you're gone Yeah, you drive me crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby What can I do, honey? I feel like the color blue Crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby Come here, baby You know you drive me up the wall