Wildin' In the City

Wildin in the city
Wildin
Wildin in the city
Wildin in the city
Wildin
Wildin in the city
I be wildin in the city
Yeah, I'm wildin in the city
Wildin in the city
And the city fuckin' with me

It's Friday so you know I'm gettin litty
I'm bout to take a shot
I'm bout to suck a titty
Cruisin' down the street
Yea I'm wildin' in the city
She give me good brain
No wonder why she witty
In and out the city
Like I'm movin' state to state
I'm bout eat her up
I'm like I clean my dinner plate
At club she give me love
I say this ain't the place
Gucci, Louie, Sace
It be wrapped around my waist
It ain't bout having luck
It's bout having faith
It's bout being at the right time and the place
And the time right now
I'm gonna shine right now
I ain't talking steak
Yeah I'm in my prime right now

Wildin in the city
Wildin
Wildin in the city
Wildin in the city
Wildin
Wildin in the city
I be wildin in the city
Yeah, I'm wildin in the city
Wildin in the city
And the city fuckin' with me

I got that feeling when you spitting game and bout to hit
That whisper in her ear and she smile and bit her lip
I got some niggas moving weight and I ain't talking zips
Bitches on ya dick, you start to flop
They hopping ship
We all turnt up
You know that we be popping shit
These girls from DR but they don't have a Doctorate
Like a missile in the booth
I just be locking in
I rock my residency hat when I be rocking Tim's
It's the weekend I'm jus trying to have fun
I'm just trying to hit the strip club
I'm trying to throw ones
I'm trying to see her pop that ass
And rep it where she from
I'm just trying to have fun
I ain't trying to find love
I be

Wildin in the city
Wildin
Wildin in the city
Wildin in the city
Wildin
Wildin in the city
I be wildin in the city
Yeah, I'm wildin in the city
Wildin in the city
And the city fuckin' with me



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Perea-hines
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