Wild Girls
The party doesn't start till the wild girls show
Pocket full of dutchies twisted up with the dro
Handle full of captain, baggie full of blow
It's about to turn up, If you know than you know, yo
Calling everybody son
19 and wild, yo they always got the blunts
Looking for some trouble they are always on the hunt
And if you wanna run your mouth they aint scared to confront
Wu tang blasting while they're rolling through the city
Got the boys at the party blowing lines off her titties
Pierced nipples out, shorty feeling like a bitty
Middle finger in the air looking so damn pretty
The party doesn't start till the wild girls show
Pocket full of dutchies twisted up with the dro
Handle full of captain, baggie full of blow
It's about to turn up, If you know than you know, yo
Always fucked up at the wheel
If you tell em that they shouldn't, it just adds to the appeal
If you tell em that they can't, they will make it an ordeal
Naptown mother fucker, yea you know we keep it real
Living at the dives with their fake IDs
They don't ever buy a drink all they gotta do is tease
Cause they know the boys want em, they play em like the keys
Its the birds and bees, they're the girls with the trees
The party doesn't start till the wild girls show
Pocket full of dutchies twisted up with the dro
Handle full of captain, baggie full of blow
It's about to turn up, If you know than you know
Pocket full of dutchies twisted up with the dro
Handle full of captain, baggie full of blow
It's about to turn up, If you know than you know, yo
Calling everybody son
19 and wild, yo they always got the blunts
Looking for some trouble they are always on the hunt
And if you wanna run your mouth they aint scared to confront
Wu tang blasting while they're rolling through the city
Got the boys at the party blowing lines off her titties
Pierced nipples out, shorty feeling like a bitty
Middle finger in the air looking so damn pretty
The party doesn't start till the wild girls show
Pocket full of dutchies twisted up with the dro
Handle full of captain, baggie full of blow
It's about to turn up, If you know than you know, yo
Always fucked up at the wheel
If you tell em that they shouldn't, it just adds to the appeal
If you tell em that they can't, they will make it an ordeal
Naptown mother fucker, yea you know we keep it real
Living at the dives with their fake IDs
They don't ever buy a drink all they gotta do is tease
Cause they know the boys want em, they play em like the keys
Its the birds and bees, they're the girls with the trees
The party doesn't start till the wild girls show
Pocket full of dutchies twisted up with the dro
Handle full of captain, baggie full of blow
It's about to turn up, If you know than you know
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Writer(s): Brandon Hardesty
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