Stupid Wild Lyrics - Gucci Mane

1 (Gucci Mane)

2 I'm the fire, you say your mo' fire then nigga you a lie' (liar)

3 Homie you and I, Know the trooper

4 Thats between You and I

5 Stupid jewelry on me, yeah

6 Stupid jewelry on me now

7 If you think you finna shit on Gucci

8 Then just show me how

9 Someone dis me yesterday,

10 What I'm 'posed to do, go cry?

11 With my money chasin' million dollar mission on the side

12 Just a chicken in my lap

13 I'm bout to trust her then I die

14 I'm so hood right now

15 They question whats gettin' Gucci high?

16 Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild,

17 Homie thats my style

18 Girls fightin',

19 Hoes fist fight, man

20 Just to touch my tie

21 Get my squad squad,

22 I ain't been this hard in a while

23 Blow top off,

24 I ain't been this hard in a while

25 (Chorus)

26 Stupid wild, Stupid, stupid wild,

27 Homie Thats my style (4x)

28 Every single night I'm ballin',

29 Sippin' on the drink, Girls crawlin'

30 Mostly every night I'm countin, countin,

31 Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin'

32 Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin'

33 (Lil Wayne)

34 Wilder than a jaguar,

35 Wildin' in a jaguar,

36 Please don't play with me

37 I'll put that pistol on your grandpa

38 I swear I'm so wild

39 I think I just may need a xanbar

40 And If she on my team

41 I bet that bitch know who she playin' for

42 Mr. Coach Carter

43 Or Mr. Go Harder

44 And I like my kush dry

45 Like a fish with no water

46 Swagger stupid perfect,

47 I might as well surf it

48 And if she ain't fucking

49 She get the voicemail service

50 Tell it like it be,

51 Bitch I do it for the bloods

52 And every fuckin' time I say

53 Zu Woo is for the bloods

54 With you just like I love

55 I do it like I does

56 And if you wanna fight,

57 Then come on you can fight my guns

58 Haha, Weezy man, Young Money

59 (Chorus)

60 [Cam'ron]

61 Let's do the first, his and hers

62 Started gettin' on my nerves so I hit her with a "BURR!"

63 Hustlers love me, all the haters hate me, They brothers wanna fight me, They sisters wanna date me,

64 I tell her bless it baby, You could be my bust it baby,

65 But stay in your place, I need my space, Don't suffocate me,

66 Back black approach us, Clack clack gats in holsters, Cops in black control us,

67 Treat us like rats and roaches,

68 But the blue Benz, Got the blue lamps,

69 And your wifey, What we use her for a food stamp,

70 Ain't no big deal, But she keep the fridge filled,

71 Eggs scrambled, cheese, grilled, cold juice and grits Kill!

72 Don't forget veal, Italiano, Gallardo, Yea the big wheels,

73 Like milk and wig spilled,

74 We'll rush in ya spot,

75 Knock Knock, snock of the glock,

76 It Gucci turn, Huh?, You gon' suck it or not?

77 (Chorus)

78 Stupid wild, Stupid, stupid wild,

79 Homie Thats my style (4x)

80 Every single night I'm ballin',

81 Sippin' on the drink, Girls crawlin'

82 Mostly every night I'm countin, countin,

83 Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin'

84 Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin'

85 Bitches wanna fuck me, mainly

86 Cause I got a catch and I'm famous

87 Im tryin' to hold my head above water, water

88 Stack a million cash I just oughta, oughta

89 My chain cost a stack cause I'm Gucci,

90 My wardrobe Gucci'd out like I'm boosting

91 Shine with all this ice

92 Homie shine, shine

93 Wanna hate me?

94 Get a ticket and join the line

95 Fine

96 (It's Gucci)