Stupid Wild (feat. Lil Wayne, Cam'ron)

Oh, oh

Gucci! Whats happenin'

Gucci! Burr, burr, burr

On fire, you say you more fire then nigga 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 dis me yesterday

What I'm 'posed to do, go cry?

With 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 getting high

Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild

Homie that's my style

Girls fightin'

Hoes fish fightin'

Just to touch my tie

Get smart, smart

I ain't been this hard in a while

Blow cho chaw

I ain't been this hard in a while

Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild

Homie that's my style

Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild

Homie that's my style

Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild

Homie that's my style

Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild

Homie that's my style

Every single night I'm ballin',

Sippin' on that drank, rims crawlin'

Mostly every night I'm countin', countin',

Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin'

Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin'

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 just may 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 ain't fucking

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 come on you can fight my guns haha

Weezy man, young money

Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild

Homie that's my style

Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild

Homie that's my style

Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild

Homie that's my style

Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild

Homie that's my style

Every single night I'm ballin'

Sippin' on that drank, rims crawlin'

Mostly every night I'm countin', countin',

Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin'

Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin'

Let's do the furs, his and hers

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 black approach us

Clack clack gats in holsters

Cops in black control us

Treat us like rats and roaches

But the blue Benz

Got the blue lamps

And your wifey

Well we use her for her food stamps

Ain't no big deal

But she keep the fridge filled

Eggs scrambled, cheese, grilled, cold juice and grits kill!

Don't forget veal

Italiano, Gallardo

Yea the big wheels

Like milk ya wig spilled

We'll rush in ya spot

Knock knock, snuff of the glock

It Gucci turn, huh?, You gon' suck it or not?

Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild

Homie that's my style

Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild

Homie that's my style

Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild

Homie that's my style

Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild

Homie that's my style

Every single night I'm ballin'

Sippin' on that drank, rims crawlin'

Mostly every night I'm countin', countin',

Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin'

Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin'

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

My wardrobe Gucci'd out like I'm boosting

I shine this all the time

Ya homie shine, shine

Wanna hate then get a ticket and join the line? Fine

It's Gucci