Wild Ones Songtext
von Jessie Murph feat. Jelly Roll

Hm, yeah, yeah

Got me wide, wide open
Got a .45 on him and he pushin′ 'bout a 102
Always smoking something, he ain′t worried 'bout nothing
'Cause he ain′t got nothing to lose
I got a thing for the

Hard liquor on ice
Short days and long nights
Marlboro′s out the window
Middle finger to the sky
Say you wanna get dangerous
Now you're speaking my language
I forgot what your name is
So I′ma call you mine (mine)
I'ma call you mine (mine)


Got me wide, wide open
Got a .45 on him and he pushing ′bout 102
Always smoking something, he ain't worried ′bout nothing
'Cause he ain't got nothing to lose
I got a thing for the wild ones (wild, wild, wild)
I got a thing for the wild ones, it′s like he knew
I got a thing for the wild ones (wild, wild, wild)
I got a thing for the wild ones, they like me too

Yeah, I′m attracted to things that are really crazy
Asking me how I've been feeling lately
Coming for mine and it′s do or die
I won't let it slide, no stealing bases

No back-and-forth bargaining (no)
No bitch in an argument
A whole lotta problems, living in Gotham
And bun is my Harley Quinn (my Harley Quinn)

Was raised in the darkness, forgive me I′m gone
I have no shame, I'm in love with the hardness
The police will never take us alive
And cowgirls don′t cry


Got me wide, wide open
Got a .45 on him and he pushin' 'bout 102
Always smoking something, he ain′t worried ′bout nothing
'Cause he ain′t got nothing to lose
I got a thing for the wild ones (wild, wild, wild)
I got a thing for the wild ones, it's like he knew
I got a thing for the wild ones (wild, wild, wild)
I got a thing for the wild ones, they like me too (yeah)

You don′t want L-O-V-E
I'm not down, that′s fine with me (hmm-mm)
I'ma ride all night till the sun come up
I'ma leave that tank on E
It don′t matter where I go
I′ma end up on that road
I'ma do my thing, young, wild, and free
It′s the only life I know

I like the way that it feels when I lose control
I like the way that it feels when I can't let go

Got me wide, wide open
Got a .45 on him and he pushin′ 'bout 102
Always smoking something, he ain′t worried 'bout nothing
'Cause he ain′t got nothing to lose
I got a thing for the wild ones (wild, wild, wild)
I got a thing for the wild ones, it′s like he knew
I got a thing for the wild ones (wild, wild, wild)
I got a thing for the wild ones, they like me too (yeah)

(Wild, wild, wild)
Oh, I'm saying for the wild ones (it′s like he knew)
I got a thing for the wild ones (wild, wild, wild)
I've got a thing for the wild ones (they like me too, hmm)