Wild Boy (Remix)

By Cal Scruby

On Boy Genius

Released on July 24, 2012

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[Verse 1]

Light work but the work ain't light

Too many J's that boy ain't right

I rock five six got a bitch same height

No date time give a car late night

Tell a girl hang tight

Now the girl ain't tight

I beat it up like a punk in a schoolyard

Who said that a boy can't fight?

I take a hit take flight

Man I'm floatin' y'all can't see us

Y'all can't keep up, I keep running shit

Y'all better get y'all knees up

Please believe I'm on that doper shit

You smokin' that local shit

I'm on that green, blue, purple, you'd think I was snorkelin'

God damn how real is this

Find someone who don't feel this shit

You just play the hand you're dealt

I got your cards and I'm dealin' bitch

R.I.P. I kill this shit, just listen up and you might learn

That flow hot get a mic burn when its my turn I two wheel to wheel, get it?

Yeah, I drive fast ho

Put the music on blast ho

Shit, I'm smashed though

You better hope I don't crash ho

I'm an asshole but I'm bashful

So the women all think I'm Mr. Right, yup

Had a good day yesterday, but might fuck around with your sis tonight

And I mean it, hey darlin'

I'm sorry I'm not sorry

'Cause all you play them games I'll show you I can play Atari too

Yeah girl that's all we do

I don't need a girl to call me boo

Find me a girl that parties too

'Cause you ain't never hot just barbecue

I'm playin', I say shit

You break shit, you fake bitch

You had it all, but you drop the ball like Braylon

So whatcha' gonna do you lost him

Know how much you cost him

I hit that, I quit that, like Lebron in Boston