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Waka Flocka Flame( Juaquin James Malphurs )
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Everything Bricksquad
[Featuring:Gudda Gudda]
[Verse 1] I said my necklace iced out, my left wrist iced out Waka Flocka, best stay out my lane because I'm thugged out Niggas gettin drugged out, you know what my clique 'bout Hit 'em wit a bottle stomp his muthafuckin' lights out Hands on deck make a nigga pull a tool out Ballin this year I ain't gon stop until I wild out Wild out wild out, Gudda Gudda wild out Wild out wild out, Waka Flocka wild out
[Hook] Young Money, Bricksquad
[Bridge] Waka Flocka get jump the club Gudda, Waka Flocka
[Verse 2] For the cash ill wrap a nigga ass up Run un up in his house Jim Carrey style masked up We the new Wu-Tang, the new No Limit The new N.W.A, what's up Snoop and Dre? Can't forget Eazy E, Ice Cubes on my neck Fuzzy screamin waka waka bitch I got that check I don't need no Flex but I gotta ball Money Yao Ming, yes it's that tall Yo Gudda gudda, what's up Gudda Gudda I got rotten apple blood in my veins I reversed the slave route Came from up north to down south (?) Green flags, green lump Su-woop till the peace up
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Gudda Gudda] Young Money nigga, I'mma rep to the death You can see the Y.M. tatted on my neck All my niggas wild choppas on deck Stomp a nigga out, demand I respect Me and Waka Flacka got the hand on the tec And it's cash on delivery for handin my check Nigga I don't talk much but when I do bitch pay me Big money heavy weight, you can ask Baby Birdman schooled me, Wayne told me do me And stack big paper up, no need for loose leaf My rubberband stacks can't fold into knots I decapitate the top with two hoes in the drop I'm countin up the money 'til my hands get blisters Told my bitch to come help me, we can count it up quicker nigga Real nigga music they talkin we do's it Free my nigga Weezy and free my nigga Gucci
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