letra de 1 verse - waka flocka flame
[intro]
one-zero-one-f-cking-seven
brick squad!
yeah, n-gga, i’m finna annihilate your -ss, n-gga
one verse, p-ssy -ss n-gga
i ain’t even got no hook for this sh-t
but this sh-t is so super duper personal, my n-gga
like, real talk
like, homes so super lame, like
i perform at libra, i get off the stage
then homes start popping sh-t about a n-gga
ego tripping ’bout a n-gga
the same n-gga that wanna borrow a hundred dollars?
that n-gga
the same n-gga that say he balling, sleeping at hoes’ house
driving hoes’ cars and sh-t
the same n-gga, like…
come on, man, this flocka, n-gga
y’all n-ggas got me f-cked up, n-gga
lebron flocka james, n-gga
ain’t sh-t changed, n-gga
i still scr-pe up dollars and change, n-gga
real talk, n-gga
no hook shawty, boy
one verse, you p-ssy -ss boy
for real, n-gga
this sh-t real, my n-gga
they can’t calm me down, n-gga, right now, n-gga
i’m on hulk right now, n-gga
everything green, n-gga
diamonds green, gang green, n-gga
f-ck y’all n-ggas talking about, n-gga?
waka flocka, n-gga
these n-ggas got me f-cked up, man
real talk
[verse]
throwing bullets back, don’t wear throwbacks
he talk like gucci, act like gucci, rob ice like gucci
boy, stop! that’s middle-of-the-mall jewelry
ego tripping have these goons knock off your koofy
better calm down before i fill that fade
watch your chain, i’m throwing beads off, p-ssy n-gga, what the f-ck you claim?
we ain’t the same clique, same label, the same gang
this is a public service announcement to the fake gucci mane
them people on the east side [?] you, n-gga
i ride on the b side, who are you, n-gga?
you could play ken, then i’m ryu, n-gga
your clique not really right, fake damu, n-gga
jealous and he envy me ’cause i’m realer than him
jealous and he envy me, call the p-ssy throw-b
waka flocka flame in the club, where the gangstas be
in the club, rolling up nothing but that stinky tree
[outro]
little p-ssy -ss n-gga
yeah, n-gga
one verse your -ss, n-gga
i hope you heard this sh-t, n-gga
you lucky, my n-gga
you know my momma, i know your momma
that’s why i can’t touch your p-ssy -ss, n-gga
you know a n-gga put that hands on a n-gga, you gon’ call 12, n-gga
yeah, n-gga, and i heard when you was in prison, n-gga
you was a trustee, n-gga
you wasn’t no real n-gga
my n-gga told me you wasn’t even in the population, n-gga
stop popping like you gangsta, my n-gga
real talk, n-gga, selling honey buns to get tattoo’d
then come out, wallowing like you hard, n-gga
you ain’t no real n-gga
waka flocka flame
gone
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