Wild Wild West Lyrics – Medicine Man
Singer: Medicine Man
Title: Wild Wild West
Meddy and trauma like baby and gunna
f#ck that sh#t more like we weezy and stunna
Clock in at night, go till the sun up
Trying your best, we always one up
I’m in the field wit a glock like a camper
Don’t call me baby i don’t rock no pamper
I smoke a blunt i fly by uav
Yea you hate me but do it make you money
Yah b#tch wanna date me, keep on $100,00 dollars on safety
I ain’t f#cking with nobody else lately
Keep your distance i appreciate greatly
f#ck you b#tch hate me
Cracker b#tch gon ask me to cop her more coco
b#tch i won’t een buy the thot a four loko
Money long like the bape storе up in soho
b#tches love talkin they don’t gеt no money
f#cking these b#tches like bunnies, really get money, if you want the dick then for it honey
That’s not a joke, ain’t nothing funny
Boyfriend bloke, now that sh#t funny
Push the seat back, i don’t give nobody leg room
Gettin real cranky b#tch you needa go to bed soon
Bedroom smellin like hennessy and blunt roach
Camel crush glizzy hackin from gun smoke
Never coughing blunt smoke, eyes bright red but i’m never getting high though
Under pressure you gon choke, never gon fold blowing up like a pyro
Wristlock trauma peewee herman
Tick tock b#tch my timing is perfect
Big glock leave you leakin for certain
Big c#ck leave a b#tch cursin
Acting different when we in person
Talkin sh#t when behind the curtains
f#ck your b#tch yeah that’s for certain
Surfin on, like its burton
If she ain’t a virgin then i don’t want her
I’ll act like i’m drake when he kissed madonna
Gettin em wet like they inna sauna
Your voice annoying me, dj drama
I tour through oasis i ride a llama
And i keep a llama jus to end the drama
Got no baby mama dropped a band to kill baby
Leave b#tches mouths foaming no rabies
Want this dick, better pay me
Smoking blunts, getting wavy
f#ck with us, pushing daisies
Ceo sh#t, like i’m jay-z
Meds for president thats 2020
Yeah i f#cked her right i got her waking funny
All up in her tummy, said my dick is yummy
Then i’m back on the grind tryna get this money
b#tch we coming for the top, smoking blunts up in the drop, cancel that hating sh#t it better stop, know this a certified bop, all of your music is flops
Underrated, unappreciated
b#tch our hunger for greatness not satiated
And i’m smoking the blunt make me feel sedated
Hop onna track and i dominate it
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