Lyrics:
Bought the ring, took care of everything
And I'm ready to say, I do
You'll be the Mama and I'll be the Papa
'Cause I wanna play house with you
I
Rivers be living the water I'm spitting could fill up the Nile wild
Like I'm a wild boy
Pass me the guap Imma lock off the spot when I blow
You got
stayed
I was born and raised as a curious child
Aa active and gifted and I was crazy and wild
But never the less I got I homies I believe
As courages as we
I am an only child
Born of the wild
Riddled to spend my time
Defending my land
You are the only one
Born in the sun
Riddled to spend your time
hope
A wild hope
A wild hope
Everything will be alright
Lost inside
A painting of a city on a hotel wall
Days goes by
Wasting golden hours in
His peace to us
In the body of the Christmas child?
In a barn, to poor parents
He was born to be a refugee
Always an outsider
To the world he came
Enough to cop six, by the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with Jeeps
Brick a piece
Capiche?
Everybody gettin' cream
No one considered a leech
Think
end up
A child is born, tenement slum
He may be poor, but never was dumb
He’s clothes are worn, his shoes and feet
Are shined and clean but nothing
on his box
Jack boldly declared, let there be house
And house music was born
I am u see, I am the creator and this is my house
And in my house there was
Born in the crack house, trappin' knock your back out
I see you want attention, chase clout
Why's there tennis shoes all in my ho house? (Ho house)
I
to, I'm grown
I got my own money
I just do what the fuck I want to, I'm grown
I got my own house
I do what the fuck I want to, I'm grown
I got my own
When you're born with the heart of a vagabond
You wander to find someone with the same condition
That could never be tied down but could learn how
who ride to death
Nigga that can't be defeat (they can't)
Come and get your girl she at the trap house
She took a lot of THC, she 'bout to black out
We
I was born Everett Ruess
I've been dead for sixty years
I was just a young boy in my twenties
The day I disappeared
Into the Grand Escalante
hell on heels
I'm a spitfire
A Roman candle
I'm born to be wild
Ooo, you can't tie me down
I'm a shooting star
No satellite
Ain't goin' to be your
can be
Where a wild-eyed misfit prophet
On a traffic island stopped and he raved of saving me
Have I been blind, have I been lost
Inside myself
streets
In a carnival, of sights to see
All the cheap thrill seekers vendors and the dealers
They crowded around me
Have I been blind have I been lost
can be
Now you can see what's apart of me
Born to abolish, departing from grief
Look at the skies, we spread the disease
Raining down fire, I'm caught
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
a home
Oh baby 欢迎光临 跟我来到房顶 yeah
Oh baby welcome, come to the roof with me yeah
在这里没人能打扰你 放肆对我调皮 yeah
No one can bother you here, you can be wild with me
out the house
You know I know the camera's following (me to)
I know they taking pictures, right Drama
Hey man, you watch it I live it, you dig that
bad money doesn't grow on trees
Or else I'd be rich with a house in Aruba
2 Russian bitches and 1 could be Cuban
Spoiling my body the vice she embodies
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