Lyrics:
Wacka 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

I see this nigga reppin Right side hangin Flamed up bangin what set yo ass claimimg 8x G - Check I ranned up on this nigga Who yo bgi homie asked him

Im just thugging in the club with my squad , Bitch we deep If a nigga jump stupid

lets go to WAR! Number 1 video BET* , MTV so Sucker Free you ? ? ? ? u live ur life throw these movies, u a TV, A n!gga Fu** with me Squigly lines an IV's. Uncle says Flocka

mast and a all black tee all black bitch in the black RV out in the A with waka flocka ? with the waka flocka 20 all out tell them waka flocka flag on

yard broad day with the S.K.(ba ba ba ba ba bow) See,Gucci is my mothafuckin' nigga I hang in the Dale with'em his squad killers Wocka 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

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

he want Locked my C.E.O. up Now it's back to coka Niggas talkin' shit bruh, hang him by a ropa Hit 'em wit' the choppa Call that shit hot lava Call me Waka Flocka