Låttexter:
Waka Flocka Flame Flockaveli

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

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

Chea man am like make the fucker bark (herps)da shit hard Flocka!!! They say Flocka trippin shawty on that other shit i keep the crowd jumping like im

37-62, (????) is like a fucking zoo, Lions and them tigers, I be mobbing like them YG's, AK-a chopper nigga, silence when that chopper squeeze, Fuck em Waka Flocka