House Of Krazees - Wild Out lyrics

[House Of Krazees - Wild Out lyrics]

I'm drunk, high lookin' for a bitch
Just wanna dance

Bend the curb, spark that herb
Gettin' this drunk is so unheard of
Got a little piece in my system
So I can mellow out order another round
Go ahead and help a brother out
Can't see straight, call me intoxicated
Self remedy to deal with the two-faces
Even drunk I'm ahead of the sober ones
Come ready to stike the neck like a shogun
I'm a legend even if I don't admit it
And your song ain't a hit if
My four way did it
An hour song ain't a hit if
You're askin' for a deal
I will not have a hand in
No shit I don't feel
Brush it off like the big dogs do
As I man up, lean with my shoulder


And pound through
So many bottles that I think I lost count
Cause we up in the muthafucka
Ready to wile out

Turn that shit up everybody get up
Pour another drink
Come on we gettin' lit up
(Make ya go boom, let it do what it do)
Split that shit up twist that shit up
5-0 come in the club, they gettin' hit up
(Make ya go boom, let it do what it do)

Keep it going, get us another round
I got a feeling I'm gonna
Be here for a while we got the free style
It don't matter if I listen or not
Cause you're just wantin' me
("Hey, yo, yo, yo, my shit is hot!")
Fuck you and the bitch you look at
We already said everything that
You're to write
Jager bomb, everything moves slow
Now it's out to the parking
Lot to smoke hydro
Back in the club now to find my ho
She's right there waitin' by the door
For sure all over nothin' but I'll get
The whole club spinnin'
In a circle like a pit
Get your muthafuckin' head split
There they go with them looks and mean mugs
In house thugs like the game at the club
But ain't gonna do nothin' but
Push comes to shove
And all along they wanna show me some love


My kicks is new, clothes so clean
Walk up on the scene with a lean so speed
Security grimmin' me
Tryin' to stop my inner G
Niggas can't fuck with me
("Who is you?") ROC yeah they recognize
Part like the sea was red
Bust your head make way for the dead
Club is packed
Bodies like sardines swimmin'
Bitches by the pound, fuck that, I'm with it
A couple shots of Patron
Vodka with that redbull
Pull every bitch in this muthafucka
I plan to gone till they make more
Smellin' that weed smoke
Niggas ain't no joke, do it like us now
I two step through these cock
Blockin' niggas with ease
Girls starin', all eyes on me
While they lean and rock I replace that spot
Got these hoes on lock
Not a nigga can stop this

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