Wild Boy
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Cobain's back
Got all these crazy white boys yelling Cobain's back
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
(Yeah)
(2-chainz!)
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me 2-chainz
Eat your girl, wear my necklace, call it food chain
I'm a wild boy, been that way for a while boy
All I kill is beats and pussy, still ain't went on trial for it
South side, my chain glowing
If them lames going, then I ain't going
My aim good, my pistol dirty
Chopper clean them like dish detergent
Kobe Bryant, but the sicker version
Big meech, but the spitter version
Stacey dash, but a thicker version
Getting head while the engine running
Ugh!
(Meek Milly)
(Mm-maybach music)
(Aye)
I'm a wild boy, strapped down like a cowboy
I'm really in the game, you just a towel boy
I pull up in that thang all on them alloys
With so many carrots on, bugs bunny'll die for
Your bitch call me Steve-o, cause I ball like I'm d-rose
My neck be on sub-zero, and I won't save her, no hero
My wrist done cost me a maro, got your whip on my wrist
You keep my name in your mouth, but it keep your bitch on my dick
Nigga!
Bitch, I got my beanie and my hoodie
Here go the dick, bet you know where to put it
I'm harder than buckwheat's head
You niggas softer than jello pudding
I stack them up, I keep counting digits
You falling down to London bridges
Laughing at you bitches like nana-booboo
Bitch, cause I'm back up in here
I rip it up, I put it down when it get mean
2 chain, meek mill with the nicotine
French Montana and machine gun Kelly
I ain't gotta tell you how I act on 16
Gangsta’s don’t dance no more
Pussy ass nigga better stay in his place
How many times you seen one fucking rapper
Kill so many mother fucking rappers with an 8?
R-r-r-r-riding with them young boys, rolling up that o-g
Rather have a hothead, then to have some cold feet
Homeboy it's a new day, all my jewels is blu-ray
On your wife like cool j, beat it up like the new dre
Money here be too grown, fresher than a newborn
They try to sign a whole group, started from the group home
Moving like a boss move, mgk my dog fool
You know I'm a wild boy, cocaine cowboy
(Chea)
(Yeah)
Had a show in Cleveland, law shut it down
Dropped that gangsta shit, security couldn't control the crowd
Bitches on that drink, my niggas on that loud
Niggas talking fowl? my pistol talking pow!
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, I'm a dope boy
Top gone (transparent), where it go boy?
Lamb feta cheese sauce inside broccoli
Got that machine gun Kelly and it’s screamin' cock me
Everybody shut up (shut up)
Couple of them ready to do it different whenever I tell them bitches to come up (come up)
And I ain't talking for the stares, I'm talking for air (gasp) somebody light a blunt up (blunt up)
Call me Steve-o bitch, I put a nutt up to in front of your mother's face like it's nothing
Puff it till' my eyes yellow when I'm with them sun up (what up?)
What I need a shirt fo? what I need a shirt fo?
Tatt'ed up from my head to toe like what I need this shirt fo?
What do I need to work fo? I smack the boss at my job, boy
Fucking hoes like I'm Austin powers, giving golden showers, that's wild boy!
(Kellz)
I'm a wild boy
The lyrics of Wild Boy by Waka Flocka Flame featuring Machine Gun Kelly, Meek Mill, 2 Chainz, and Yelawolf is a classic example of a rap song that showcases the wild, carefree, and unapologetic behavior of young men who live life on their own terms. The lyrics feature numerous references to pop culture icons, such as Stacey Dash, Buckwheat, and Kobe Bryant, as well as self-proclaimed nicknames like Steve-O and Wild Boy. The song exudes a sense of rebelliousness and defiance, mixed with a certain level of arrogance and cockiness that is typical of the rap genre.
The song starts with a reference to Kurt Cobain, the late frontman of the band Nirvana, who died of suicide in 1994. The line "Cobain's back, yeah" is followed by the chorus "Got all these crazy white boys yelling Cobain's back," which refers to the cultural impact of Cobain on successive generations of young people. The chorus sets the tone for the rest of the song, which features each rapper boasting about their wild behavior and their disregard for social norms and expectations.
The lyrics are characterized by lots of explicit language, references to drugs and sex, and aggressive posturing. The rappers take turns delivering their verses, with each one trying to outdo the others in terms of their bravado and their willingness to defy authority. The song is a celebration of youthful rebellion, freedom, and excess, and it captures the spirit of a certain segment of the rap community that gravitates towards this kind of music.
Line by Line Meaning
Cobain's back, yeah
Kurt Cobain's spirit is revived
Cobain's back
Kurt Cobain's influence is back
Got all these crazy white boys yelling Cobain's back
Many enthusiastic white boys are shouting that Cobain is back
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o
Please refer to me as Steve-o
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I am an untamed individual, I am, I am
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
I'm a wild boy, forget about an eighth, I need ounces
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me 2-chainz
Please refer to me as 2-chainz
Eat your girl, wear my necklace, call it food chain
I engage in relationships with your girl and showcase my wealth, metaphorically representing the food chain
I'm a wild boy, been that way for a while boy
I have been a reckless individual for a significant period of time
All I kill is beats and pussy, still ain't went on trial for it
I only destroy beats in the music industry and pursue sexual encounters, but I haven't faced legal consequences for my actions
South side, my chain glowing
I come from the southern part of town, and my chain is shining brightly
If them lames going, then I ain't going
If those people who lack excitement are attending, then I won't be present
My aim good, my pistol dirty
I have excellent accuracy, but my firearm is unclean
Chopper clean them like dish detergent
I eliminate my adversaries swiftly, just like how dish detergent cleans dishes
Kobe Bryant, but the sicker version
I'm similar to Kobe Bryant, but with a more intense and extreme nature
Big meech, but the spitter version
I possess qualities similar to Big Meech, but in terms of my rap skills
Stacey dash, but a thicker version
I share similarities with Stacey Dash, but with a curvier physique
Getting head while the engine running
Receiving oral sex while the engine of my vehicle is running
I'm a wild boy, strapped down like a cowboy
I am a fearless individual, equipped with weapons similar to a cowboy
I'm really in the game, you just a towel boy
I am deeply involved in the music industry, while you are merely a insignificant assistant
I pull up in that thang all on them alloys
I arrive in my vehicle, fitted with alloy wheels
With so many carrots on, bugs bunny'll die for
My jewelry is adorned with numerous diamonds, to the extent that even Bugs Bunny would be envious
Your bitch call me Steve-o, cause I ball like I'm d-rose
Your girlfriend refers to me as Steve-o because I excel in basketball, similar to Derrick Rose
My neck be on sub-zero, and I won't save her, no hero
My neck is adorned with diamonds, resembling Sub-Zero, and I am not interested in rescuing women, playing the role of a hero
My wrist done cost me a maro, got your whip on my wrist
I spent a substantial amount of money on my wrist, as it is covered in valuable possessions, even more than your luxury car
You keep my name in your mouth, but it keep your bitch on my dick
You frequently mention my name, but it only serves to keep your girlfriend showing interest in me
Bitch, I got my beanie and my hoodie
I have my beanie hat and hoodie on, representing my casual and laid-back appearance
Here go the dick, bet you know where to put it
I am offering my penis, and I'm confident that you know where it should be directed
I'm harder than buckwheat's head
I possess a firm and strong demeanor
You niggas softer than jello pudding
You and your associates lack the toughness and resilience, resembling the softness of Jello pudding
I stack them up, I keep counting digits
I accumulate wealth and frequently count large sums of money
You falling down to London bridges
You are experiencing a significant decline in your status and financial stability
Laughing at you bitches like nana-booboo
I am ridiculing you females, similar to the phrase 'nana-booboo'
Bitch, cause I'm back up in here
I am back in this place, female dog
I rip it up, I put it down when it get mean
I dominate and excel in my activities when situations become intense
2 chain, meek mill with the nicotine
I, along with Meek Mill, possess addictive qualities, similar to nicotine
French Montana and machine gun Kelly
French Montana and Machine Gun Kelly are present
I ain't gotta tell you how I act on 16
I don't need to explain my behavior when I'm on a specific street
Gangsta's don't dance no more
Individuals with a criminal background no longer engage in dancing
Pussy ass nigga better stay in his place
A weak and submissive individual should remain in their appropriate position
How many times you seen one fucking rapper
How often have you witnessed a single rapper
Kill so many mother fucking rappers with an 8?
Cause the death of numerous rappers using a firearm
R-r-r-r-riding with them young boys, rolling up that o-g
Traveling with a group of young individuals, smoking high-quality marijuana
Rather have a hothead, then to have some cold feet
I prefer to associate with individuals who are prone to anger, rather than those who hesitate or show fear
Homeboy it's a new day, all my jewels is blu-ray
My friend, it is a fresh day, and all my jewelry glistens like a Blu-ray disc
On your wife like cool j, beat it up like the new dre
I engage in sexual encounters with your wife, like the rapper LL Cool J, and my performance resembles Dr. Dre's music production
Money here be too grown, fresher than a newborn
The amount of money I have acquired is substantial, and I possess a fresher appearance than a newborn baby
They try to sign a whole group, started from the group home
Multiple record labels attempt to sign my entire group, and our origins trace back to a home for troubled individuals
Moving like a boss move, mgk my dog fool
I maneuver with confidence and authority, as Machine Gun Kelly is my loyal companion
You know I'm a wild boy, cocaine cowboy
You are aware that I am an untamed individual, similar to a cowboy associated with cocaine
Had a show in Cleveland, law shut it down
I performed at a venue in Cleveland, but the authorities intervened and forcibly halted the event
Dropped that gangsta shit, security couldn't control the crowd
I performed aggressive, street-oriented music, and the security team was unable to manage or contain the audience
Bitches on that drink, my niggas on that loud
Females are consuming alcoholic beverages, while my associates are using marijuana
Niggas talking fowl? my pistol talking pow!
If individuals are speaking disrespectfully, my firearm will respond with a loud and forceful sound
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, I'm a dope boy
Yes, female dog, I am involved in the drug trade
Top gone (transparent), where it go boy?
The roof of my vehicle has been removed, leaving it transparent. Where did it go, my boy?
Lamb feta cheese sauce inside broccoli
I possess a Lamborghini vehicle, and the interior is luxurious and indulgent, like feta cheese sauce inside broccoli
Got that machine gun Kelly and it’s screamin' cock me
I am equipped with a firearm known as Machine Gun Kelly, and it demands to be loaded
Everybody shut up (shut up)
Everyone should remain quiet
Couple of them ready to do it different whenever I tell them bitches to come up (come up)
A few of my associates are prepared to engage in a unique approach whenever I instruct them to confront these females
And I ain't talking for the stares, I'm talking for air (gasp) somebody light a blunt up (blunt up)
I am not speaking for attention or glances, but for the sensation of inhaling air. Please ignite a marijuana cigarette
Call me Steve-o bitch, I put a nutt up to in front of your mother's face like it's nothing
You can address me as Steve-o, female dog. I ejaculated in front of your mother's face casually, as if it were an insignificant action
Puff it till' my eyes yellow when I'm with them sun up (what up?)
I consume marijuana until my eyes become yellow, especially during the early hours of the day. What is happening?
What I need a shirt fo? what I need a shirt fo?
Why would I require a shirt? Why would I need a shirt?
Tatt'ed up from my head to toe like what I need this shirt fo?
My body is covered in tattoos from head to toe, so what purpose would a shirt serve?
What do I need to work fo? I smack the boss at my job, boy
Why should I engage in employment? I physically strike my superior at my workplace, my young friend
Fucking hoes like I'm Austin powers, giving golden showers, that's wild boy!
Engaging in sexual intercourse with women like the fictional character Austin Powers, while also engaging in the act of urinating on them. This behavior is untamed!
Bitch, I got my beanie and my hoodie
I have my beanie hat and hoodie on, representing my casual and laid-back appearance
Here go the dick, bet you know where to put it
I am offering my penis, and I'm confident that you know where it should be directed
I'm harder than buckwheat's head
I possess a firm and strong demeanor
You niggas softer than jello pudding
You and your associates lack the toughness and resilience, resembling the softness of Jello pudding
I stack them up, I keep counting digits
I accumulate wealth and frequently count large sums of money
You falling down to London bridges
You are experiencing a significant decline in your status and financial stability
Laughing at you bitches like nana-booboo
I am ridiculing you females, similar to the phrase 'nana-booboo'
Bitch, cause I'm back up in here
I am back in this place, female dog
I rip it up, I put it down when it get mean
I dominate and excel in my activities when situations become intense
2 chain, meek mill with the nicotine
I, along with Meek Mill, possess addictive qualities, similar to nicotine
French Montana and machine gun Kelly
French Montana and Machine Gun Kelly are present
I ain't gotta tell you how I act on 16
I don't need to explain my behavior when I'm on a specific street
Gangsta's don't dance no more
Individuals with a criminal background no longer engage in dancing
Pussy ass nigga better stay in his place
A weak and submissive individual should remain in their appropriate position
How many times you seen one fucking rapper
How often have you witnessed a single rapper
Kill so many mother fucking rappers with an 8?
Cause the death of numerous rappers using a firearm
R-r-r-r-riding with them young boys, rolling up that o-g
Traveling with a group of young individuals, smoking high-quality marijuana
Rather have a hothead, then to have some cold feet
I prefer to associate with individuals who are prone to anger, rather than those who hesitate or show fear
Homeboy it's a new day, all my jewels is blu-ray
My friend, it is a fresh day, and all my jewelry glistens like a Blu-ray disc
On your wife like cool j, beat it up like the new dre
I engage in sexual encounters with your wife, like the rapper LL Cool J, and my performance resembles Dr. Dre's music production
Money here be too grown, fresher than a newborn
The amount of money I have acquired is substantial, and I possess a fresher appearance than a newborn baby
They try to sign a whole group, started from the group home
Multiple record labels attempt to sign my entire group, and our origins trace back to a home for troubled individuals
Moving like a boss move, mgk my dog fool
I maneuver with confidence and authority, as Machine Gun Kelly is my loyal companion
You know I'm a wild boy, cocaine cowboy
You are aware that I am an untamed individual, similar to a cowboy associated with cocaine
Lyrics © THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC
Written by: De Andre Langford, Jarrett Hines, Joshua Luellen, Juaquin Malphurs, Richard Colson Baker
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@nihalupadhaya3667
If you watchin this after 10 years boy you a legend
@trueyjah
i was jamming this when i was younger
@mayaeufremidi9823
yessssss
@hejerlabedi7912
You say that in eminem page haha slim shadyy
@Holy.Hussle
You a legend too bro!💯
@QuantumBeard
Hell yeah brother
This was my shit back then
This still my shit now
@k3rzpzs737
I can confirm that after 12 years it still bangs like it was recorded yesterday
@Sonantique
Fr I’m here too bro
@ChrisBurch-pl6jg
Omm to gas
@jesseerlenmeyer5753
Hell ya