Lyrics

(feat. OJ Da Juiceman) [Hook: x2] DAMN I'm iced up DAMN I'm boomin DAMN 32 and so icey must be [? ] Waka Flocka Flame and my nigga Young Juice And we keep dat good coke, And we smoke the best weed [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] I was 9 years old guns sold like coke H-A-T hit squad man dem niggaz cut throat You can me on da grove with my nigga lil cap Or my nigga triko, catch me in morrow (wud up) [? ] boy dey wild man dey gutta and dey dirty [? ] like the boy was a surgen She's a brain surgen she slurpen and burpen My chain look like detergent, green and white, diamond bright M-A-S-E made dis my chain look ridiculous Green and white diamonds call dat shit da flocka chain Soo woo to my blood you can call me da [? ] Always wearin red and I always get dat money man Waka flocka flame, waka flocka flame, waka flocka flame, betta rememba dat name [Hook x2] [Verse 2: OJ Da Juiceman] AYYYEEE man I'm posted in my traphouse Pounds of the mid got me trappen in my weed DAMN now we in my weed house move dat shit around now we trappin in my brick house Man it's waka flocka flame, young juiceman and this ain't no game YEAAA we're fucken boomin Bustin bricks down and my diamonds extra fruity Pull up in my hummer, damn I'm a stunner 8's on my hummer, shittin 4 da summer [? ] [Hook]
Writer(s): Juaquin James Malphurs, Usman Adekunle Taiwo, Otis B Williams Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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