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letra de was my dawg - waka flocka flame

[intro]
man we finna eat
man we back in this motherf-cking booth
you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
sucka -ss n-gg-
i thought you was my motherf-ckin’ partner, n-gg-
ducky -ss n-gg-

[hook]
thought you was my n-gg-, shawty, thought you was my dawg
thought you was my n-gg-, shawty, thought you was my dawg
you all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
you all for yourself, shawty, you a ball hog
thought you was my n-gg-, shawty, thought you was my dawg
thought you was my n-gg-, shawty, thought you was my dawg
you all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
you all for yourself, shawty, you a ball hog

[verse 1]
dawg, f-ck the game, never tuck in my chain
never f-ck with you lames, sh-t’ll never be the same
dawg, f-ck the game, never tuck in my chain
never f-ck with you lames, sh-t’ll never be the same
always yellin’ brick squad, always talking fam first
when yo’ -ss got locked up, you turned on the fam first
always takin’ f-ckin’ credit, never put in no work
used my name for leverage, before they front you, they gon’ call first
big dawg flocka really gripping on the chopper
had a young boy hit your head for a plate of shrimp and lobster
flocka curry, flocka curry, shoot yo’ -ss just like a three
flocka curry, flocka curry, twenty mil with no degree

[verse 2]
y’all know my goons go ham, eat that n-gg- like some pork
put him on a picture frame, send them goonies from new york
run that check up like a sport, pop that n-gg- like a cork
i’m a millionaire shawty, motherf-ck goin’ to court
shoot the fair one with a n-gg-, beat yo’ -ss just like a kid
i remember sellin’ mil, you ain’t never give me sh-t
you ain’t never want to see a young n-gg- ballin’ rich
you a sucka -ss, p-ssy -ss, rappin’ -ss trapper
made my young n-gg- 21 bless you like a pastor
i call chaz, i call southside, boy you know that sh-t over
you don’t want to get that phone call from my big brother
b-tch, you know he gon’ murk you, b-tch you know you [?]

[verse 3]
you, my n-gg-
man, i thought you was my brother
how you f-ck me over? man we came up from the gutter
pistol in your face, before i do it say i love ya
d-mn you like a g, spray your house up like febreze, n-gg-
f-ck your party invites n-gg-, you know i don’t f-ck with ya
you know i ain’t hangin’ with ya, you know we ain’t bool n-gg-
knock you out like scoob n-gg-, i don’t play by rules n-gg-
real or you’re fake, shawty, you gon’ have to choose n-gg-
put you round them roofs when them g’s was on yo’ -ss
i call gf and big bro, how you think you had to p-ss
how you think your -ss gon’ last without big dawg in your corner?
how you think yo’ -ss gon’ last when them choppers pull up on ya? (p-ssy)

[outro]

- waka flocka flame

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