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waka flocka flame - ain't no problems lyrics

[intro]
thug, what it do?
waka, what it do?
sabo, what it do?
692 here
bluff
young dade, bte nation

[chorus: young thug & waka flock flame]
first we walk in and turn up
all these b-tches know they gotta earn us
if he play with fire, he gonn’ burn up
cervix all white like sherman
i talked her your ho, but there’s nothing she can do
she never ever gonna learn us
i cop me a chopper, i paint this b-tch white and i told him
lets get it like tony montana
ain’t no motherf-cking problem, we got money over here
ain’t no motherf-cking hating, we got money over here
ain’t no motherf-cking hating, we got money over here
ain’t no motherf-cking problem, we got money over here

[verse 1: waka flocka flame]
on the east side with decatur ice (you know)
on the west side with my partner hide (west side)
i’m on onnat with my uncle troup (troup)
i smoke big gas, n-gga, like my uncle snoop (flame up)
pop a percocet i bet that p-ssy get wet (ayy)
betta grab yo b-tch befo’ i intercept (you know)
if that head good, she could get a check (flocka)
that boy always been a p-ssy, never been a threat (bow)
big diamond rolex, big cuban link (flex)
she gon’ let me hit that p-ssy just to smoke and drink (hahaha)
this how money look, ho, this how money look (you know)
this how money look, ho, this how money look

[verse 2: judo]
everything red, they calling my city bloodlanta, bloodlanta
hundred round in the choppa my n-gga get ready for ana
if afraid of the blood then you cannot stand up
tryin’ to stand on my n-gga, i got empty bullet to land on
i’m a gangster like deniro, hustler like nino
boss like vedo, call me on es-miho
nfl money you can call me richard seymour
when the birds go for twittlin’, i keep that on the d-low
chico told me get ’em, dave know i got ’em
20 thou on louie, 20 thou on prada
20 thou on gucci, 50 thousand on versace
corvette, judo, motherf-cker, i’m a rider

[interlude: waka]
i’m on the south side, motherf-cker
i’m on the south side, motherf-cker
riverdale! we in this motherf-cker
riverdale! we in this motherf-cker
bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, hey
bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, squad
flackaveli 2 on the way, p-ssy n-gga
2014, i’m back, what we doin’

[chorus: young thug & waka flock flame]
first we walk in and turn up
all these b-tches know they gotta earn us
if he play with fire, he gonn’ burn up
cervix all white like sherman
i talked her your ho, but there’s nothing she can do
she never ever gonna learn us
i f-ck me a chopper i paint this b-tch white and i told him
lets get it like tony montana
ain’t no motherf-cking problem, we got money over here
ain’t no motherf-cking hating, we got money over here
ain’t no motherf-cking hating, we got money over here
ain’t no motherf-cking problem, we got money over here

- waka flocka flame lyrics

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