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Waka Flocka Flame( Juaquin James Malphurs )
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Green Light
Yeah, bang, bang, get a tat and go Ask Gucci, ask what, who the next to blow Frenchie if you didn't know Yes, shorty, like a tennis court Fully on with that stripe, it ain't gonna be no tragedy 20 yard and he in front of me, joyless boy with the battery Click clack who you gonna hit when a nigga like me going through your pockets Don't get back, I'mma be your best friend while a nigga still ' It ain't no dodging the squad, you ain't gonna get that far Scope don't fuck, don't feel, nigga, that's 100 yards I'm bigger than a soccer field, garage of 100 cars Hustler skills, they don't make them like me no more, too hard Is he here back, ' homie, you'll see he'll be back You are a world star? We don't believe that You say it got what it take? We ain't seen that
Wear them down, nigga, no mask, nigga, give me that Drip down nigga, fuck nigga, where the money at Nigga act crazy I'mma get ' no kick back 100 round if a nigga want some get back Last nigga try me get his ass in a shit bag When we hop out on the side click clack I'mma bring this beef to where motherfuckers sleep at Ok, ok, so these niggas wanna beef, shot 300 times, you can call it Chief Kief Shells on the ground, I don't see no beach Niggas in the hood tryna be the next me '
38, 45's, Glock 9's, pistol in my hand came to the waist line All black Akon, how you get money, blood, make bonds 'think James Bond, I got a lot of guns, big guns like ' Waka Flocka Flame, he the finest shooter 'that street shit Been ten times, niggas switch their names, 3K when I switch that lane Blow every cane with no top, eminent to top We don't do nobody, shorty, that's a fact My bullets in the act with a hater, keep it real, stay down, that's the major Oh look, one time, feel a nigga major' I do what I want, you do what you can, click, click bang
Wear them down, nigga, no mask, nigga, give me that Drip down nigga, fuck nigga, where the money at Nigga act crazy I'mma get ' no kick back Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 100 round if a nigga want some get back Last nigga try me get his ass in a shit bag When we hop out on the side click clack I'mma bring this beef to where motherfuckers sleep at Ok, ok, so these niggas wanna beef, shot 300 times, you can call it Chief Kief Shells on the ground, I don't see no beach Niggas in the hood tryna be the next me '
I'm strapped and you not so fall back or you shot One Mac, I got two Glocks and I act like 2Pac Tell 'em in a heartbeat nigga don't start me Blow a nigga brains out, leave him apart these I took a molly, fuck with my car keys Try to get boost up hop in my Rrari I ain't get no sneak up, brand new day Shoot two threes in my brand new K BRP's and my belt two G's ' Strap on bitch and her ass too fat I know a nigga nice but who asked you that I just got a zip and it's only for the clique And you ain't on to this so I'll pass you that No IOU's nigga, fuck, you pay, I'm not an OG, what the fuck you say Let the young boys, let the strapper make noise Niggas where you from is where the fuck you lay Brick Squad, bitch, say it one more time Brick Squad, bitch, say it one more time 'and this rap sheet here it just one more grind
Wear them down, nigga, no mask, nigga, give me that Drip down nigga, fuck nigga, where the money at Nigga act crazy I'mma get ' no kick back 100 round if a nigga want some get back Last nigga try me get his ass in a shit bag When we hop out on the side click clack I'mma bring this beef to where motherfuckers sleep at Ok, ok, so these niggas wanna beef, shot 300 times, you can call it Chief Kief Shells on the ground, I don't see no beach Niggas in the hood tryna be the next me '
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