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Juaquin Malphurs (atlanta, 31 De Maio De 1986), Mais Conhecido Pelo Seu Nome Artístico Waka Flocka Flame, é Um Rapper Norte-americano Associado à 1017 Brick Squad Records E à Warner Bros. (wikipédia)

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waka flocka flame01. get low

waka flocka flame - get low

[Hook: Flo Rida]

Lemme see you
Get it low, to the floor
Lemme know, whats up with us
Get it on
I wanna get you home
I'mma Put it on

[Verse 1: Waka FLocka]

Oooh, she's just my type (Flocka)
Hair long and her eyes light
Her smile shine like the sunlight
One of a kind, baby momma type
Friend muggin, she the hater type
Waka Flocka, I'm the player type (Flex)
Jewelry bright, winter white
Champagne chilled on ice
Hold up!
Every bad bitch in the club to the dance floor
Hands on your hips, get real low
Throwing money, my M.O
So slot me your info
Let me know, what you doing tonight girl
I ain't got time for no games
I'm only here for tonight girl

Lemme see you get low, low, low
To the floor floor floor
Grab your hips girl
Fuck your man
Gimme some more more more

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]

Ride for him
Cause he say I ride real good
Pop star, but I fuck him like I'm still hood
Heard he wanna spend money on a red bitch
Wanna see me do tricks with the next chick
Anyway, boobs up and my ass out
Somebody get a medic when he pass out
Big Nicki in the game nigga
Bricksquad, I ain't fucking with no lame nigga (ahhh)
Dis dat part when I slow it down like this (ahhh)
Somebody better get da bitch another round (ahhh)
Fly as fuck I need a co-pilot
When I come out it's a motherfucking ho riot

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Tyga]

They your size, little waist don't match your thighs
Say you're on my level but my level too high
Looking in your eyes, don't look so surprised
I know you ain't heard that, before
Searching in the club and I just found one
Pick up lines, I just dropped mine
Single for the night, tryna double my fun
So whats up, to the bad bitch
In the corner, with her ass big
And her hair long, I'mma grab it
She call me daddy, but I'm a bastard
Like, I ain't tryna be horse & carriage
Or tryna take care of you, so put your bad habit
I just wanna smash it, smash it
Pass it, show you where the cash is, cash is
But first lemme see you...

[Extended Hook: Flo Rida]

Lemme see you
Get it low, to the floor
Lemme know, whats up with us
Get it on
I wanna get you home
I'mma Put it on

You be like (ooh ooh), wrap your legs around (me, me)
I'll be on top of (you, you), you'll be like (ooh ooh)
I'll be like (ooh ooh), wrap your legs around (me, me)
I'll be on top of (you, you), I'll be on top of (ooh ooh)

waka flocka flame02. bustin at em

waka flocka flame03. feed me

waka flocka flame - feed me

Gucci, sqoochie squad, ah, yeah!
Ok, ok, going in!
200 pounds I do that shit, I knew that shit, I do it that shit,
Hold up with a hundred pounds, bills and bricks, filthy rich.
All I know is growingâ?¦
..my mind go like nine times.
Call it engineering, gucci might steal it
A new european, everybody kicking.
Is robbing season,â?¦ goes out searching,
Lurking, surfing, call itâ?¦
Gucci on theâ?¦ let me take a â?¦ wanna drive aâ?¦
Wild, pound, bricks right now,â?¦
Flocka told me go in! roco told me go in!
Pj told me no in, my hand, I will throw in!
..end up in the shootâ?¦
Who he know to look out, â?¦

Chorus: (x2)
Iâ??m in the strip club, the girls are like zombiesâ?¦
Theyâ??re screaming feed me, feed me, feed me!
And when the club .. we make scary movie girls
Screaming, screaming, screaming, screaming!

â?¦gucci come my.. put the stairs in the back,
â?¦I ainâ??t worried about that,
..nigger hold that!
Rolling in my zone, baby make the bootie clap!
Slap on the bootie like Iâ??m trying to hit that,
How much it cost cause I charge your stack?
Bottles in the air, hey, yeah, Iâ??m stoned!
..double cops, double phone,
Iâ??m full of.. stacks on stacks,
Never been a â?¦ Iâ??mmaâ?¦
They say waka flocka got a guilt.
..I just shift, every boy.. I lived,
..mother fucker thinking I might fall.
The bitches always calling me
.. Iâ??ll ball my jeans.
..you fuck with me
..bitch clap that ass
Chorus: (x2)
Iâ??m in the strip club, the girls are like zombiesâ?¦
Theyâ??re screaming feed me, feed me, feed me!
And when the club .. we make scary movie girls
Screaming, screaming, screaming, screaming!

Love this nigger,.. screaming out loud I love this nigger!
..seen the same girls that workâ?¦
They say they came straight fromâ?¦
..teach â??em no lesson!
Girls .. my songs on, ..get it to the phoneâ?¦
In the club full of whole zombies,
Screaming out feed me,
But I just got this stack girl, it ainâ??t gonna be that easy!
Four girls leaving, ainâ??t coming,
Old girls fuckig, ainâ??t coming,
Just like gucci said I left a hundred dollars on the dresserâ?¦
..come home with me, youâ??re fucking
You got my attention, Iâ??ll turn you in aâ?¦
â?¦steady talking, but I donâ??t hear nothing!

Chorus: (x2)
Iâ??m in the strip club, the girls are like zombiesâ?¦
Theyâ??re screaming feed me, feed me, feed me!
And when the club .. we make scary movie girls
Screaming, screaming, screaming, screaming!

waka flocka flame04. rooster in my rari

waka flocka flame - rooster in my rari

Pay for what, girl you better pay for this dick
She the type to fall for two Zans in an outfit
I?m with the Zans crew, so it?s hunneds on the floor
My hoes is off in the mo, I be balling hoe

Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Okay, uh, flex, these hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them
These hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them

I don?t like your kid, you a boogie hoe
All in my face like a groupie hoe
Can?t do one girl need a group of hoe
She a fool when she on that pole
Break it down, drop it low
Clap that, do it slow
Ran out of ones I?ma order some mo
Shawty got good friends on her honor roll
And ? with moves like that no, girl you a pro
Hundred bands in my pocket, just to let you know
I?m too turnt, everything?s a go
What it?s gonna be, what it?s gonna cost
Everything?s on me, my god believe
We?re bricksquad monopoly

Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Okay, uh, flex, these hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them
These hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them

I stay flexin iced out with a bank roll
Drunk as f-ck everything?s slow mo
Black girls, white girls at my show
Even got latin girls in the front row
Throwin throwin throwing dough
Throwing dough, throwin dough
Throwing dough, throwin dough
Bitch I said throwing stacks
Flocka, her hair long and her ass fat
She screaming broke niggas that way
Where the ballers at, f-ck her all night
And never call her back
Homerun the pussy every time I swing my bat
Squad, and if it?s good I?ma double-back
Desperately I need some Zans, where my da-da at
Squad, if it?s good, I?ma double-back
Flocka, desperate needs for them Zans, where my Da-Da at

Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Okay, uh, flex, these hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them
These hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them.

waka flocka flame05. snakes in the grass

waka flocka flame - snakes in the grass

Chea man am like make the fucker bark (herps)da shit hard
Flocka!!!
They say flocka trippin shawty on that other shit
I keep the crowd jumping like I'm chris paul bitch
I ain't gonna cross over, so any rap nigga move over
They say i ain't gonna make it so bitch yeah i gotta show ya
Man I'm known in the hood for making that f-ker bark
You know flocka shoot first like john star
40 nights, 40 days, no noah's ark
If we was livin in water ide be a shark
I'm in the front you in the back like rosa parks
Got heart like rosa parks,eyy where the fuck to start?
don't gotta gun I'm a use a dart (bow)
I fell in love with yellow diamonds since gucci barked
Bitch we shootin over here no martial art

I got nigga knowledge, your girlfriends pussy got hella mileage
Ima street nigga so middle finger to a college

They say snakes in the grass so ima cut this shit
All these girls want this cash so i can't trust a bitch
12 pull up run back, i ain't goin to jail for shit
I got cars, ice and hoes shawty I'm nigga rich

They say snakes in the grass so ima cut this shit
All these girls want this cash so i can't trust a bitch
12 full of ryhme, i ain't go to jail for shit
I got cars, ice and hoes shawty I'm nigga rich

Cartier no watch so high, that my ears popped
Right here where that lear dropped, hopped out yeah like
Thats hot now where the bread ima need that boo
When it off the head ima need like two
Nigga rich what that make you, I'm a trigger chick my
Belt my proof.

Now what you want imma shut this down, nigga try
To front like i don't run this town nigga try to front like
I don't work this shit shit. nigga hit the blunt i smell
The pigs. while I'm tippin corners I'm rollin with foreigners
My hoes be brazilian sicilian honduras. got bread to blow
Got a mean 16 turn the camera on let me rep my team
I'm makin hits like back to back yall cute n shit, yall try
To rap. get stupid chick how u trynna act I'm stupid rich
No platinum plaques. I'm nigga rich boy what you rep
No nigga business no nigga checks. cartier!

They say snakes in the grass so ima cut this shit
All these girls want this cash so i can't trust a bitch
12 pull up run back, ain't goin to jail for shit
I got cars, ice and hoes shawty I'm nigga rich (2x)

waka flocka flame06. fuck nigga

waka flocka flame - fuck nigga

Waka Flocka
I said
You a fuck nigga
You a-You a fuck nigga
You a fuck nigga
You a-You a fuck nigga
You a fuck nigga
You a-You a fuck nigga
You a fuck nigga
You a-You a fuck nigga

(I said)

Waka Flocka
Heard you were snitchin'
I can't fuck with'cha
Just bought a Fm for a fuck nigga
I just bought that new [?] for you fuck niggas
I just seen your main bitch, I might fuck with her
You ain't keep it real when your partner went to jail
Took the charge for you, you ain't even post his bail
I was in the 9th grade in Clay Co. busting bail
R. I. P. To Travis Scott, D. Marks [?] and fish scale
I don't fuck with rappers
I don't want no features
I don't do no swap-outs
You ain't living what you rap 'bout
Rap gang with me, so you know them racks out
And you know them sticks out, I call Bruce [?] to blow your brains out

(I said)

Drecco
Young, rich nigga, I me
Southside living that [?]
Make (?) to that homie Flocka
Told (?) clean up the street
Even though we riding too deep
Got 60 niggas under the seat
And another 100 on the back seat
You niggas really don't want beef
Got 30 of the blue tip
30 of the red tip
Got 4 pistols posted on my hip
Greco, nino, I do not slip
Hit 'em with the chopper make her do a whole front flip
Say Drecco [?] be on the whole fuck shit
(?) split, now I got a whole brick
Back in the trap still selling these nicks
Damn I'm special, I still on a nigga dick

(I said)

Lil Troup
You a fuck nigga
I don't fuck with'cha
I don't trust nigga
Run up out, bust niggas
You a lame, I don't fuck with'cha
You ain't heard that
Hit them with that 40 pussy nigga bet you heard that
Bitch where them birds at I'm cooking dope
I feel like Richard Porter, rich off selling, cooking dope
We got that Perc we got that Xanax we got-gotta smoke
[?] we rolling off that molly, let's turn up some more
Everyday I roll that reefer
I feel like Wiz Khalifa
I got a foreign barbie with me, got some things to teach her
I got her singing like a choir, I feel like a preacher
No I don't fuck with lame niggas so don't ask for features

waka flocka flame07. how i 039 m rockin 039

waka flocka flame - how i 039 m rockin 039

This morning I woke up I said fuck mation
I real taking, am I paying sake, am I build that
Double J. what's happening
I got plany cash in my pocket
I gotta rock it on the west pop it
Big God father like a star signing
How they stopping, holds watching

But I ain't worry 'bout, know I'm rocky
And I bet they wanna fool me
Everybody know how I'm rocky
And this diamond dancing all over me
Know how I'm rocking

All the real nigga for me
They know how I'm rocky
And all the bad whore wanna fuck me
Cause they know how I rocky
And that's smoke wait to say line
And she probably pop our
Pretty bitch do squealer drugs
Like the sin and the rocky

All the bitches in here with my in over my baby
And all the niggas in here hate with my in ain't swaging
Nigga I fly for like you here for nigga
Though a hundred like what you doing for
No script nigga you should move it dog
Try to turn on from the groupie dog

Come on, come on man tell 'em we got extra
And she waiting for tricks
Shit kick all this
And she ain't total she just with the smash
Down in total broker nigga kill smash

But I ain't worry 'bout, know I'm rocky
Don't fool me cause they know how I'm rocking
And I bet that whore wanna fool me
Everybody know how I'm rocky
And this diamond dancing all over me
Know how I'm rocking

Here's my mind, wanna cush pock
Pow rule my dog relax
Thousand niggas with me
Damn link you so like
Call a drink, what up yo
On the west side we apologize
On the east side we scooters
That, they say the killers with that bodys that

They know how we rocking
And when the niggas catch you sleeping for the bills that you
And that chick blowing up your neck
Cause you know that you plugging
In the face can't wait no change, she know that we stopping

Fucking a protection shit to me
You gotta be a bad bitch if you next to me
Just action on manners does she feeling me
Four years and this game and is till screaming fuck this shit
Mama sound out laddering
I know you pussy nigga envy me
Until ya'll get ready to me
One hundred like cabbage G

But I ain't worry 'bout, know I'm rocky
Don't fool me cause they know how I'm rocking
And I bet that whore wanna fool me
Everybody know how I'm rocky
And this diamond dancing all over me
Know how I'm rocking

But I ain't worry 'bout, know I'm rocky
Don't fool me cause they know how I'm rocking
And I bet that whore wanna fool me
Everybody know how I'm rocky
And this diamond dancing all over me
Know how I'm rocking

waka flocka flame08. scream amp shout

waka flocka flame - scream amp shout

This is Will. I. am joint
Hit Boy
Britney
Waka
Weezy
And they call me Diddy, bitch

Where Oak 1 at?
Where Derby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on
Tell 'em to run this back

Put your hands up in the air
Got the call from Will. I. am
Now is Hit Boy
On a Hit Boy
You turn up
(Bring the action!)

When you hear this in the club
You're gonna turn turn it up
(Turn up bitch)
You're gonna turn turn it up
(Turn up bitch)
You're gonna turn turn it up
(Turn up bitch)
When we up in the club
All eyes on us
(Turn up bitch)
All eyes on us
(Turn up)
All eyes on us
(Let's go!)

See the boys in the club
They're watching us
They're watching us
(You watching us)
They're watching us

Everybody in the club
All eyes on us
All eyes on us
(You watching us)
All eyes on us

I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out
And scream and shout, and let it out
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh

I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out
And scream and shout, and let it out
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh
You are now, now rocking with
Will. I. am and Britney, bitch

It's rock and roll, roll
Whole world know my shit everywhere I go
Whole world bang this song 'cause it's cold
Ah, shit, I think that girl ready to go off
But she want a photo
(Yeah)
So I took a photo
(clap!)
Yeah, I took a picture with an Im photo social
Yeah, you got a cold chick, but I got a colder
She don't really know shit, so I gotta show her
Hide your paper
Yeah I'm stackin' paper
Money to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper
You are now, now rockin' with
Will. I. Am and Britney, bitch
Wack Flocka Flame, Lil' Wayne, Hit Boy, Diddy, bitch

When you hear this in the club
Just put your hands up
Just put your hands up
Just put your hands up
When we up in the club?

Motherfuckers I said put your hands up
Turn the fuck up, right mothefuckers!
And now

Oh, it's time to party
Oh, it's time to party
Smokin', drinkin', no passin' out
Yolo, I'mma shout it out
We party hard, we yell it out
Disrespect me, knock him out
Crack a smile, Pacquiao
Fuck the Vip, I'm in the crowd
Me and Britney, we actin' wild
It's Waka Flame, you know my style
This little chain like 40 thou
All eyes on me, look out
Pop a beam, that's the old me
Molly's here, we don't fight fair
My buzz big, like Lightyear

Get a grip, shorty, you can't stand here
Friends, fans and family here
Outfit real, live with no fear
Turn the club into a mosh pit
Spend 20 bands, do a back flip
Girl, drop it low, shake that
My wrists rocky like Asap
This a G mix and I laced that

When you hear this in the club
You're gonna turn turn it up
(Turn up bitch)
You're gonna turn turn it up
(Turn up bitch)
You're gonna turn turn it up
(Turn up bitch)
When we up in the club
All eyes on us
All eyes on us
All eyes on us

I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out
And scream and shout, and let it out
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh
You are now, now rocking with
Will. I. am and Britney, bitch

Hi! I'm Tunechi
I give the girls my room key
Money can't buy you love
So I don't pay for no pussy
I don't pay these haters no mind
Don't fuckin' call me cheap
I grab life by the horns
And that bitch went "beep-beep"
I swear right now I feel like 'Pac
'Cause all eyes on me
And I don't mean to throw no Sour D's
Lookin' small fries to me
And my bitch bad like Britney
But I wish I had Britney
She remind me of my jeep
But I got a bad memory
And I'm feelin' good, I'm lookin' good
I'm smokin' good, I'm sippin'
These hoes think they classy?
Well that's the class I'm skippin'
Got a party in my bedroom
That's a party she ain't missin'
I brought her by Will. I. am
But she kept callin' him William
Only God can judge me, case closed
I've got my hoes at Drake shows
I got this shit on lock
No escapin' those and I'll make that bitch
Scream, and shout, and let it all out
I'll put it in her backyard like a fuckin' doghouse
Tunechi!

I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out
And scream and shout, and let it out
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh

I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out
And scream and shout, and let it out
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh
You are now, now rocking with
Will. I. am and Britney, bitch

Let's go
This is the remix
This is a super black man remix
This is the remix
This is a super black man remix
This is a super black man remix
Yeah!
And they call me Diddy, bitch
Yeah!
Scream and shout, and turn'em all out!
Yeah!

waka flocka flame09. 2 deep

waka flocka flame - 2 deep

Grove street, blood we two deep
Don't get your ass deep, don't get your ass deep.
Grove street, blood we two deep
Don't get your ass deep, don't get your ass deep.

Too my nigga in a... bitch nigga mad cause
I'm fucking this woman
Get your ass beat put to sleep cause that's b game we too deep
I'm what's poppin on grove street
I'm smokin kush it feel like byrum
Fuck out my way I stay poppin if he hatin ain't yg take my g so I
Touch for... guns ring out like a harmony
One for two three for four... the best
I think so, she think so, we so on
Beat your ass like
I'm Mike Tyson that's my type can't lie that's my life.

Prime red flag I'm a figure role nigga, they don't know what it's...
Just like my croll nigga, fuck a job,
Did that shit over the stove nigga
Smell the blow on my mothafucking clothes nigga
Grind all day party all night, canary yellow diamonds,
Ferrari all white
They say that boy a killer to me he alright
That nigga ain't got it all shit we just alike

I ain't no vegetarian, bitch I like the beef
Put your lips on the curve make
you bite the street cut yo fuckin ankles off
If like to see, put your ass on the mug like some nike cleats
Quit actin 'fore I put you in the trunk dummy
Better break fast 'fore I take yo lunch money
You had a good show them goons had to clap ya
I ain't want yo bitch she got an attitude

See I came to the club on that bullshit
My partna outside with a full clip
... you don't wanna fight
'cause after we beat yo azz yo gon lose yo life
So let that shit go pussy tuck that pride in
And when your niggas sleeping my nigga ridin
Grove st killers my nigga ridin
The choppa hangin on my shoulder like a violin

Brick squad so deep is a privilege to speak
All my fans say what's up and my local meet & greets
Living reppard fuck it rugged
cold name mothafuck it two bloods and a blunket '78 cutless
Monster, monsters gucci mane's a monstar
Dtg is the title of my young star
The man of the south you can call em hellron
1017 brick boys made some lepchrons

F.r. are you... cussin out by you
Free niggas in the back of a g ride
That's how we ride I'm a a threat on the east side
Like panth up with no peace sign bitch
I'm bustin at em look how fast I reach mine
The only thing hanging is the pants on you
Knock you out u swear I had ciara's feet dancing on you
All my niggas trained to go strapped
from straight from head to toe
Play a stunt man and I put shawty lo

Blood tell you where you from west side inglewood
Don't tell em your name ice burgandy is tha name
I be in the hood, I've been hanging out my pocket like
I'm hit squad
My flag dark red like a brick wall
Inglewood avenue my party is like grove street,
I'm young and respected like an og
I ain't scared to shit look up in my eyes
I push kaliana like in 1995

First rule never ride if that nigga snitching
Dey gon find him in a lake while dem boys fishin
You're just a pono wooh da king play yo position
Hole jus too big ain't no need for stitchin'
W o o h d a
K I n g he super straight
Taliban hit squad bustin on a grove
Come and holla at the king I've king of souls

waka flocka flame10. candy paint amp gold teeth

waka flocka flame - candy paint amp gold teeth

[Hook]
I'm from the south Southern Hospitality
Soul food dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners
I'm from the south where the old folks' they don't mind they business
Tricked cars is our culture we sum' heavy spenders

Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth

Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth

[Waka Floka]
I'm in Riverdale on 85, at Annlers's eatin' sum' Soul Food
County attitude let me know if you down to
Party all night wit' my people
And if yo' ass go hungry man them hobo's they go feed you
I bring Drama like Yosemite Sam I'm so point five Twista, Bun
Do or Die car clean no suit and tie
Ghetto boy like Willie G, Cuttier wood grains like I'm Bill see, I hold the Flame like Bun B
I ain't from the South that's Ludacris that's country shit fish grease
Yall full of bits, wet paint, big reels, you can't help, but done notice it
When the beat is in dark shit, so coolin' it wit' my van , sickest shit that I have
Country hell a little Mayonaise, yall' in Riverdale where we at

[Hook]
I'm from the south Southern Hospitality
Soul food dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners
I'm from the south where the old folks' they don't mind they business
Tricked cars is our culture we sum' heavy spenders

Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth

Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth

[Bun B]
And I'm sittin' low in my old school, and my loces on, and I'm so cool
And my top it drops, and there's no roof
When I'm shinin' on it's my gold tooth
I'm trill as hell, and I'm heavy set
Pray to the Lord, but don't get it bent
I'm from the Hood, and I represent, and I turn it up like the deficit
I'm from Texas (Texas), Cadillac no Lexus (no Lexus)
What we ride on four suicide doors, and park no places
So you best not test us (test us) cuz' we'll get reckless
Catch you on yo' block wit' that big black glock take part of yo' necklace (Necklace)
Tell me who gon' check (check) we outside down for the hood we gon' ride
My gladiater's, yeah they go live wit' them dayton's and them 4
So watch yo' step, and know yo' place, you ain't trill don't show yo' face
Cause I'll pull that shit, and I'll catch a case, and I'll leave the scene wit' no trace

[Hook]
I'm from the south Southern Hospitality
Soul food dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners
I'm from the south where the old folks' they don't mind they business
Tricked cars is our culture we sum' heavy spenders

Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth

Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth

[Ludacris]
Luda!
Fresh out the shop and the candy coated Cadillac stacked on amazin' wheels
Seats look like I hollered at the Reeces peanut butter cup, and then made a
Deal trucks shakin' like jellied honey's ready to check the spread
Cuz' I get that cheese, and I sandwich myself between the bread
So keep yo' mind on yo' riches, and get yo' hoes right
Cuz' in these streets you not safe unless yo' codes right
Your southern living is like something you ain't never seen
Ask any hustler his favorite color is money green
Blacked out tint white wall spinnin'
Lookin' for the neckbone, hamhock, collard green, cornbread eatin' women
We sum country certified gangsta's in the south
When you speak about who's hottest watch yo' (watch yo') mouth

[Hook]
I'm from the south Southern Hospitality
Soul food dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners
I'm from the south where the old folks' they don't mind they business
Tricked cars is our culture we sum' heavy spenders

Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth

Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Ca-Candy Paint and Gold Teeth

waka flocka flame11. down ass girl

waka flocka flame12. fist pump

waka flocka flame - fist pump

Do you know where we at now? (at now)
Drinkin? bottles ?til we pass out (pass out)
They don?t even know how to act now (act now)
Now put your fist in the air, fi-fist in the air air air air..

Now fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump
Now fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump
Now fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump
Now fist pump now fist pump now fist pump now fist pump

Baby jump around for me, bounce
Say that shit now break it down for me (down for me)
Let?s hit the buckle, couple rounds with me (rounds with me)
Grab my hand, let me take you to VIP (chuck chuck VIP)
See, my life is like a movie
Patient, what the fuck is you thinkin??
Better yet, what the fuck is you drinkin??
Better yet, what the fuck is you smokin??
What?s hapennin?? What?s up?
If you feel like me, you?re fucked up, put your cup up
I?m in the club poppin? bottles, got a girl drunk
Say the instance of a fist pump
If you that call, if you that jump
Arms in the air, Shawty do the fist pump

Do you know where we at now? (at now)
Drinkin? bottles ?til we pass out (pass out)
They don?t even know how to act now (act now)
Now put your fist in the air, fi-fist in the air air air air..

Now fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump
Now fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump
Now fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump
Now fist pump now fist pump now fist pump now fist pump

Fuckin? off the club when we fist pump
Whole party lookin? at us crazy cuz we destruct
My body showin? symptoms of liquor in my system
Her booty workin? hard like it?s time to own a pension
Now listen: face face I?m drash
Don?t really wanna see me no more
Can?t say we gang high, ballin? like a bank shot
Around, get your ego broke
Last time I was dissed up
I swear it was a year ago
From standin? up when we leave the club
I?mma call that shit a miracle

Cuz damn, I?m gold
Twist up, mixed up, twist up
And her booty too big for the seats in my coup
I?mma have to put it in the pick-up truck

Damn, I?m gold
Mixed up, twist up, mixed up
And we feelin? leave here with so many bad bitches
We gon have to take ?em home in the pick-up

Do you know where we at now? (at now)
Drinkin? bottles ?til we pass out (pass out)
They don?t even know how to act now (act now)
Now put your fist in the air, fi-fist in the air air air air..

Now fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump
Now fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump
Now fist pump fist pump fist pump fist pump
Now fist pump now fist pump now fist pump now fist pump.

waka flocka flame13. for my dawgs

waka flocka flame - for my dawgs

Mentally ill, please someone call a docta
911 It's emergency go get a docta.
You(d')'on know by now boy dey call me waka flocka
I got a bad habbit I might o.d. off yoppas
Whole bunch of choppas fo my enemies
Devil entered me my mind on injury
I'm in front of the jury like im guilty
Shawty tried me so I killed em off g.p.
Mom I'm sorry I cant let you bury
Don't worry just commissary
And some letters plus some phone time momma
What's the golden rule don't turn on my partnas

(2x)
I'ma ride
I'ma ride
I'ma live
I'ma live
I'ma die
I'ma die
Fo my muthafuckin dawgs
I'ma rob
I'ma rob
I'ma steal
I'ma steal
I'ma kill
I'ma kill
Fo my muthafuckin dawgs

I heard a lot of niggas dissin me
They let me know dey missin me
I been down fo some months
Now it's time to make history
With these evil ass thoughts
It feel like satan just entered me
I'ma pull through dis shit
Idon' need no nigga ta pray fo me
I was told to calm down and spit my pain on da mic
I drop one mixtape six months later my career took flight
O let's do it got em hype
Love them gun sounds make em fight
I go hard in da paint you can tell that on sight
I'm the mixtape prince ain't no nigga fuckin wit me
I'm from clayton county riverdale but born in new york
Northside queens to be exact bricksquad we a wolf pack
I can taste these niggas flesh
I can smell these niggas fail
Riverdale, flocka.

(2x)
I'ma ride I'ma ride
I'ma live I'ma live
I'ma die I'ma die
Fo my muthafuckin dawgs
I'ma rob
I'ma rob (flocka )
I'ma steal
I'ma steal
I'ma kill
I'ma kill
Fo my muthafuckin dawgs

They said a man shine proper
Sometimes that shit hurt
Why they put g babyface on the t-shirt
Neek I know it hurt that just god at his work
Blow all the real niggas livin in the dirt
Imma ride Imma ride
Every chance a nigga get
Imma squeeze Imma squeeze
Imma let my gun rip
R.I.p. trav on some real nigga shit
Real nigga click im on my bricksquad shit
One louzy ass bullet, cant fuckin stop me
I feel like rocky when he fought apollo creed
Ima certafied g waka flocka too street
you can call me concrete raised by grove street

(2x)
I'ma ride
I'ma ride
I'ma live
I'ma live
I'ma die
I'ma die
Fo my muthafuckin dawgs
I'ma rob
I'ma rob
I'ma steal
I'ma steal
I'ma kill
I'ma kill
Fo my muthafuckin dawgs dawgs dawgs. . .

waka flocka flame14. foreign shit

waka flocka flame - foreign shit

Special delivery ? Squad!
Salute!
If you real then I salute you
As I walk through the valleys of the shadow of death,
I shall fear no evil
Squad!
Flocka!

Chillin' in France, smokin' AK-47
Run up on my whip, then it's AK-47
9-2 Westside, 7-8 the best side
The West up, a vest up
Shootin' from the neck up
Yeah Bye-bye

Two french vanilla blunts and two french freaks
Big ?H? belt, Hermes's ain't cheap
Industry nigga, bitch nigga, I'm from the streets
Raised from the gutta
Raised whilst clyin' crack
Smokin' weed and poppin' pills
Rob anything, bitch nigga I gotta eat

Switch the subject
Ridin' far ? foreign Glock, foreign bitch
Gettin' foreign top on my foreign shit. Flocka! Yeeeaah

Nigga this the life
Flew nine hours just to drink pure Cognac
Yeeeaah
I'm partyin', poppin' Mollys and
Drinkin' like a rockstar
Local-ass rappers ? I'm a world star Flex!
V.I.P. club, that's a World Bar Squad!

That's the kinda music here you dance to Squad!
Animal sounds party, bring your friends thru' Squad!
Countin' grams to Squad!
Pop bottles to Squad!
North side, South side, east side, come thru Squaaaaad!

2,000 in the Louis store, boy I'm splurgin'
Down South France, showin' my ass in public
I ain't never pulled down my pants Waka Flocka!
Damn
Waka Flocka Flame

College girls on me, chillin' on the yacht
Drinkin' Champagne
Bumpin' Lil' Wayne
Throwin' 500-Dollar-bills ? Purple Rain Flex!
Uhuhuhuu
Laughin' at these haters, mane

God damn, these women make me wanna move to Paris
I go hard ? like Cialis
Rappers do what I say
(?) Paris
Any price I can match it
Flocka!

Boom-boom, big stomache, Porcupine
Drinkin' red wine, flatline
Anyone of yours talkin' 'bout takin' anyone of mine?
Grind
365, shawty I'mma shine

That's the kinda music here you dance to Squad!
Animal sounds party, bring your friends thru' Squad!
Countin' grams to Squad!
Pop bottles to Squad!
North side, South side, East side, come thru Squaaaaad!

That's the kinda music here you dance to Squad!
Animal sounds party, bring your friends thru' Squad!
Countin' grams to Squad!
Pop bottles to Squad!
North side, South side, East side, come thru Squaaaaad!

Flocka, Flocka, Waka Flocka, Waka Flocka

Ay man I'm like the Dre head Boom-Bap, man: skrilled up, man.
Clear the lane man. You blockin' the lane, man.
I go hard in the paint, man.
Shouts out to the whole France, man:
East side, West side, North side, South side. (?)
Squaaaaad! Animal sounds, nigga. Squaaaad! Flocka!

waka flocka flame15. grove st party

waka flocka flame - grove st party

Grovvvvvve grovvvvve streeeeettttt.....flocka!

[waka flocka flame] chorus
I gotta a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me
Bottle keep poppin that's why the bad hoes jockin

It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party

My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk, rollin a lot i'm trying to get fucked up

It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party

[waka flock flame]
I step in the club, rollin on that loud shit
My weed keep your security saying be quiet
My bread startin a riot, your girl getting excited
Hold on wanna try it, i'm like why not try it
My swag they wanna buy it, my juice they wanna try it
Club going stupid, when i oh let's do it
Chu ain't gotta chew it, juking and she moving
Grove street villain nigga who you killin?
Broke two years ago, now i'm worth a million
Jacksons to the ceiling that's how we ballin
You know that i'm rollin
Throwing up the mean bread
Now i'm bout to meet her in the club with a heater

[waka flocka flame] chorus
gotta a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me
Bottle keep poppin that's why the bad hoes jockin

It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party

My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk, rollin a lot i'm trying to get fucked up

It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party

[kebo gotti]
A party ain't a party til i walk in it
Lime green flap match the fitted and the linen
Gucci shades are on my face and my lens kinda tinted
Cause my eyes real low and my head just started spinnin
I'm rollin like a mothafucka i'm a roll out in this motherfucker
Ima roscoe dash it ima bout to show out in this mothafucka
My jewelry game on frost about to snow out in this mothafucka
Ay flocka get them burners let's pull out in this mothafucka
Ay mothafucka what the hell is you rockin for run up on me and my squad
No that shouldn't be an option so
Somebody betta let you know i suggest that you let it go
This is grove street party safe niggas hit the exit door

[waka flocka flame] chorus
I gotta a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me
Bottle keep poppin that's why the bad hoes jockin

It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party
My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk, rollin a lot i'm trying to get fucked up

It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party

[waka flocka flame]
Rollin on them leaves, you can do the lean
Blowing on that loud perp, pass that bobby brown back
The hood got my fucking back, the streets i'm not duckin that
Please step the fuck back, grove street yes we are back
Hood plus i'm a nigger rich, every ghetto feeling this
20 on my right wrist, 30 on my left wrist, 100 on my neck iced out for my respect
20 fucking 10 ima blow the whole check
In the club flex, after party flex, you know how we ball, all i know is ball
Every dollar in my pocket ima spend it all, when a nigga die they gon say shawty raw

[waka flocka flame] chorus
I gotta a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me
Bottle keep poppin that's why the bad hoes jockin

It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party
My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk, rollin a lot i'm trying to get fucked up

It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party

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