Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young T & Bugsey
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ra'chard Tucker
Composer
P2J
Composer
Adedoyin Adewuyi
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
P2J
Producer
MSM
Mixing Engineer
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Living on the wild side, I don't follow guidelines
Been about mine, yeah, she know I'm 'bout mine
In her ear, adding fuel to the fire
Big cannon make her sing like Mariah
Head to toe in that Cha-ney-ney
We go back, we go way, way, way
Where's your man, heard he so OJ?
Squeeze the burner like yay-yay-yay
[Verse 2]
Hop pon da ting, rock pon da ting
Lock pon da ting, don't flop pon da ting
Push it back pon da ting, clap pon da ting
Slap pon da ting, don't rap on da ting
See, hotter than a pot, uh
Money blow, helicopter
Stack it, Hov, no Carter
See da fire, boy papa
Damn right, listen
The return of the mack
Jungle mi stand
Dough, make it long, put the cash in the bag
German wheels, baby, guten tag
If the Benz too small, tell 'em jump in the van
Out and bad, so on job
Tell a gyal Vossi Bop, baby girl, don't dab
Juug and stab, pass exam
Gyal wine inna car, finna trap in the lab
[Verse 3]
Living on the wild side, I don't follow guidelines
Been about mine, yeah, she know I'm 'bout mine
In her ear, adding fuel to the fire
Big cannon make her sing like Mariah
Head to toe in that Cha-ney-ney
We go back, we go way, way, way
Where's your man, heard he so OJ?
Squeezed the burner like yay-yay-yay
[Verse 4]
Know dey wanna see me fall down
But I can't fall down 'cause I'm a stand up man
Know dey wanna see me fall down
But I can't fall down 'cause I'm a stand up man
[Verse 5]
Pop back on you like a jack-in-a-box
New Stillmatic, **** run this shit off
Beef frying off and I'm serving it rough
Area boys make the area hop
Oldschool boogie like a ragga man sound
Shit got cruddi, brought a bagga man down
Gravy living, splashing downtown
On the posh realty, I'm Daggenham-bound
Grind up the grade in my palm with a blem
Five to the death, man, I bang what I rep
Dior when I step, put a house on my neck
Tatts on her breast, rip the blouse off her chest
You won't catch me in the club if the check ain't cleared
What the fuck am I doing there?
Tell them **** beware, getting to the checks, oh yeah
Leaving all the passa back there
[Verse 6]
Living on the wild side, I don't follow guidelines
Been about mine, yeah, she know I'm 'bout mine
In her ear, adding fuel to the fire
Big cannon make her sing like Mariah
Head to toe in that Cha-ney-ney
We go back, we go way, way, way
Where's your man, heard he so OJ?
Squeezed the burner like yay-yay-yay
[Verse 7]
Know dey wanna see me fall down
But I can't fall down 'cause I'm a stand up man
Know dey wanna see me fall down
But I can't fall down 'cause I'm a stand up man
Know dey wanna see me fall down
But I can't fall down 'cause I'm a stand up man
Know dey wanna see me fall down
But I can't fall down 'cause I'm a stand up man
[Verse 8]
Living on the wild side, I don't follow guidelines
Been about mine, yeah, she know I'm 'bout mine
In her ear, adding fuel to the fire
Big cannon make her sing like Mariah
Head to toe in that Cha-ney-ney
We go back, we go way, way, way
Where's your man, heard he so OJ?
Squeezed the burner like yay-yay-yay
Written by: Adedoyin Adewuyi, P2J, Ra'chard Tucker
