@WYKD @ WYKD @ WYKD @ WYKD @ WYKD @ WYKD @ WYKD @WYKD @ WYKD Come Lick my buttons ! I got a thing for the hard liquor on ice, Short days and long nights, Marlboros out the window, Middle finger to the sky, Say you wanna get dangerous, Now you're speakin' my language,I forgot what your name is. So, I'ma call you mine, I'ma call you mine
Got me wide, wide open, got a .45 on him, And he pushin' 'bout a hundred and two
Always smokin' somethin', he ain't worried 'bout nothin', Cause he ain't got nothin' to lose
I got a thing for the wild ones (wild, wild, wild),I got a thing for the wild ones, it's like he knew
I got a thing for the wild ones (wild, wild, wild),I got a thing for the wild ones, they like me too. @ WYKD .. Ended that book, now to start a new ! @WYKD @WYKD @ WYKD @ WYKD @ WYKD @ WYKD |