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letra de lock my ceo up (o let's do it, pt. 2) - waka flocka flame

[intro: waka flocka flame]
kickdoor shawty
black mask waka, man, i’m toting the glock 40
yeah, man, you know?
sh-t, hey, money f-cked up
you know what i’m finna do, man
i’ll let the hook do it for you

[hook: waka flocka flame]
i f-cked my money up, now i can’t re-up
ran up in his spot just to get my stacks up
now i’m back on deck, so shawty, what the f-ck you want?
heard he’s talking sh-t, but this ain’t what the f-ck you want
locked my ceo up, now it’s back to coca
locked my ceo up, now it’s back to coca
locked my ceo up, now it’s back to coca
n-ggas talking sh-t, bro, hang him by a ropa
hit him with the chopper, call that sh-t hot llama
hit him with the chopper, call that sh-t hot llama
hit him with the chopper, call that sh-t hot llama
call me waka flocka aka young wild n-gga

[verse 1: waka flocka flame & tay beatz]
h-o-t, flocka hotter than a f-ck
s.i.e., p-ssy n-gga, what’s up?
ran up in his house, put the gun up in his mouth
sat his mama on the couch, n-gga, where the work at?
who upstairs? shawty, what the f-ck that noise is?
man, that’s my daughter, that’s my girl, man, they mean the whole world
f-ck your daughter, f-ck your girl, get the f-ck up out this world
born broke, born f-cked up, i’ma shoot this sh-t up
l!ck successful, now a n-gga in the whip
visualizing kickdoors, trying to get rich
code of the streets, never snitch, never talk to a b-tch
if you slip, you’ll be found in a ditch

[hook: waka flocka flame]
locked my ceo up, now it’s back to coca
locked my ceo up, now it’s back to coca
locked my ceo up, now it’s back to coca
n-ggas talking sh-t, bro, hang him by a ropa
hit him with the chopper, call that sh-t hot llama
hit him with the chopper, call that sh-t hot llama
hit him with the chopper, call that sh-t hot llama
call me waka flocka aka young wild n-gga

[verse 2: waka flocka flame]
now i’m in the club, smoking kush, drinking beer
i’m not tripping, i’m not slipping, got them goons, they gonna flip him
see him looking, see him mugging ’cause he tripping that i robbed him
got his weed in my mouth, got his money in my pocket
i’ma smoke it, i’ma throw it ’cause i know you n-ggas hoeing
i’ma smoke it, i’ma throw it ’cause i know them n-ggas hoeing
hey, bruh, bruh
you see them n-ggas over there?
they’re like, really think he’s slipping over here
but i ain’t sweating, though
shoot that n-gga, real talk
yes, we gooning over here, we give a f-ck over here
plus we drunk, plus we high, plus we rolling over here
you’ll get stomped, you’ll get jumped, you’ll get beat up like a punk
n-gga, f-ck the courtroom, i can’t catch another case
’cause they…

[outro: waka flocka flame]
aka young drug dealer
trap all night with the hard and the soft
stacks on the floor, watch kebo water whipping
these lame–ss n-ggas ain’t got no fight
kick in my door, we gonna shoot it out all night
oh let’s do it, oh let’s do it
yeah! drug dealing music
i influence, i influence
yeah

- waka flocka flame

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