
Wild Ones Tom MacDonald (Ft. Nova Rockafeller)
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[Verse 1: Tom MacDonald]
I was driving drunk tryna miss the ditches
I was in the club, fell in love with strippers
When I was young being wild and free was in my bones
I never gave a what, always burnin' bridges (bridges)
Runnin' from the cops with a loaded pistol (pistol)
When I was young, wild as can be is how I rolled
[Pre-Chorus: Tom MacDonald]
Maybe we're the wild ones, wild ones, wild ones (wild ones)
Baby we're the wild ones, wild ones, wild ones (wild ones)
[Chorus: Both]
We have always been a little wild
We got drunk, we got high, had the time of our lives
Wе survived
We have always been a littlе wild
After dusk started fights, got arrested sometimes
We survived
[Verse 2: Nova Rockafeller]
Came up out the group home a local legend
Baby was a mall rat with bad intentions
When I was young being wild and free was in my soul
Always on the run from a bad decision
Tryna have a little fun and stay out of prison
When you're young being wild like me is how you grow
I was driving drunk tryna miss the ditches
I was in the club, fell in love with strippers
When I was young being wild and free was in my bones
I never gave a what, always burnin' bridges (bridges)
Runnin' from the cops with a loaded pistol (pistol)
When I was young, wild as can be is how I rolled
[Pre-Chorus: Tom MacDonald]
Maybe we're the wild ones, wild ones, wild ones (wild ones)
Baby we're the wild ones, wild ones, wild ones (wild ones)
[Chorus: Both]
We have always been a little wild
We got drunk, we got high, had the time of our lives
Wе survived
We have always been a littlе wild
After dusk started fights, got arrested sometimes
We survived
[Verse 2: Nova Rockafeller]
Came up out the group home a local legend
Baby was a mall rat with bad intentions
When I was young being wild and free was in my soul
Always on the run from a bad decision
Tryna have a little fun and stay out of prison
When you're young being wild like me is how you grow
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