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Prince Get Wild

Get wild, ah Get wild, ooh, ooh, baby Get wild, get wild Get wild, get wild When you're sick of that nine to five And you're ready to come alive When

noise! Get wild! (Shake it!) Shake your money maker Get wild! (Shake it!) Shake your money maker Get wild! (Shake it!) (Shake it!) Shake your money maker Get wild! (Get, get ...) Come on, get wild

better way to do it So when you're in my comp, get ready to be stomped, there's nothin to it Cause I got piles of wicked styles and files of tracks I get wild

your body The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty Uhh, feel me! And God said he should send his one begotten son to lead the wild into the ways of the man

9:] "9th Prince started to fight with this analog" [Ghostface:] "The 9th Chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway" [Beretta 9:] "9th Prince started

still fighting with cops Got real niggas that'll gag your wife with a sock Get your little mans sliced with an ox Risk life in the box, just to get near

any other day" When I go make a song, man go get it tested People always ask me "How come that's not a record?" Or "Can I get a copy, I gotta tape right

End on drippin' blood Like survive and I would It's the wild, wild Westside Best to recollect Collect your toys Try not to get too high Off the live

own thing, you can't afford the cost Of my fly styles that complete the turnstile Cause it's live and direct, and I'm wiggidy wild! Now get your ass on