Letras:
Waka Flocka Flame

scheme Long hair, she don't care when she walk she get stares Brown skin or a yellow bone, DJ this my favorite song So I'ma make it thunderstorm, Bud, want it, Flocka

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] I said my necklace - iced out My left wrist - iced out Waka flaka, best stay out my lane because I'm thugged out Niggas gettin

on da same shit I claim the same clique Brick Fucking Squad Bitch (Flocka) They say they looking for a hood thats down south nigga I say why not call the Waka Flocka Flame

hey mr wallace christopher that is yu said it best more money more problems i wish yu had more time to write a streeet bible , thats y i can relate to

Grove, Grove St., Flocka I gotta a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me Bottle keep popping that's why the bad hoes jockeying It's a party, it

I say Front yard broad day with da sk See gucci that's my muhf**kin nigga I hang in da dale with them hit squad killas Waka flocka flame one hood ass

Mentally ill, please someone call a docta 911 it's emergency go get a doct. You(d')'on know by now boy dey call me waka flocka I got a bad habbit I might

3] Yeaaah, Flocka said lets do it And this real money, so we getting to it And yo bitch, she choosin', but if you aint talking dollars, keep it moving Catch me on the south, with flocka flame

off the elms nigga ian big on lick Cause ian been to the mother land here I stand grown ass Man gun in my hand ion fear no man FLOCKA!!! [Verse 1] These