Method Man - Wild Things lyrics

[Produced by Salaam Remi] [Intro: Mack Wilds] Yo! You ready? [Verse 1: Mack Wilds] So we ball and pop champagne and waste it See I've never been a drinker but a n***a tastin' But I'm fine, fly guy dressed to take sh** And these ladies wanna be taken In my mind, all I see is dollars and lace when This bad chick just started waving The crowd parted as I make my way, and I said, "hey little mama, come live for a day" [Bridge: Mack Wilds] She said: "Excuse me cutie, I'm in love with your ways The more you come around the more I want just a day The way you looking got me wanting to play Where are you from? So tell me, where do you stay?" [Hook: Method Man (Mack Wilds] (In the land of the wild things) You see them k**as from the slum If they feelin' froggy, sleep, we k** em from the jump Its a... (wild thing) You see the shotty with the pump The black Maserati with the body in the trunk (In the land of the wild things) Your blessings, better count that twice Come on little money, you ain't bout that life Its a... (its a wild thing) You know we gotta style on em, right? My wolves and a full moon, we wild for the night! [Verse 2: Mack Wilds] Come along, I'll tell you a story of greatness A young n***a born, being sacred From the town where when n***as were frowned on and hating By the clown and p**y n***as scared to say sh** All the while, the kid sat around and waited Writing rhymes, singing every cadence A couple n***as thought he never make it I guess them hating a** n***as never knew what fate is [Bridge + Hook] [Verse 3: Mack Wilds] I come from the crime side, the New York Times side S.I., Til I D.I.E, I grew up hearing that Wu knock Watchin' them guns co*k back Jet black, you feel like Hercules Hercules, hercules; Get a hand clap Damn that, Nevy got me covered like Saran Wrap My whole hood jumping now, guess I did that While these ladies wanna covet on my ba**sack Lightskin brother, smooth like bu*ter Coming from the city where most blocks were Summer In the hood, we believed there was no need for change Cause we believed that change ain't got sh** on C.R.E.A.M But I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain With a 1 1/2 against the grain Pop's shop popping only means one thing Shoalin's back again! [Hook] [Outro: Method Man] Welcome to Staten f**in' Island, scrappy This the bottom, the dirt, ratchet sh** Ain't nothing but goons out here, f**boy Now is you a wolf, or is you a sheep? I got your Ghetto Metrocard right here n***a, if you wanna ride Stapleton, the Wild West, Homicide Houses New Brighton, Arlington, The Harbor You know who you f**in' with?