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waka flocka flame - can't do golds (mollywood) lyrics

[intro]
808 mafia

[chorus]
i’m rocking rollies, i’m talking three of those (flex)
bad b-tches (okay), i got plenty of those (you know)
diamond grill (stunna), i can’t do the golds (haha)
i’m riding sixes (flex), i can’t do the fours (flocka)
keep it real ’til i die, put it on my set (turn up)
keep it real ’til i die, put it on my set (flocka)
thumbing through the bands (bands), i be playin’ with the check (flex)
keep it real ’til i die, put it on my set (squad)

[verse 1]
quarter million dollars cash in my guest room (turn up)
thumbing through the bands, i be playin’ with the check (flocka)
count a cool two mill without breaking sweats
b-tch, i’m always f-cking flexing, wearing gold rolex
chinnin’ through this work, i don’t have to bench press (ah-ah)
when it come to work, my dogs always love to flex (flex)
you see me, he a stone cold k!ller with the pistol (commando)
run up in my stash house, your mama gon’ miss you
stay up on my grizzle (flocka), thumbing through a check (okay)
stay a real n-gg-, i’ma put it on my set
fell in love in fast cars since gucci corvette (nyoom)
n-gg- disrespect me, i’ll just leave his -ss wet (wet)

[verse 2]
he ain’t never been scared ’til a hundred on his head (k!ll ’em)
catch that b-st-rd, where his son is? (it’s yo’ -ss!)
if i catch you slipping, where my gun is? (blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow)
i’m always f-cking hanging with the robins
thumbing through the bands, i be doing that (you know)
i’m a real n-gg-, b-tch, break your f-cking back (back)
you a p-ssy n-gg-, you don’t want no get back (p-ssy)
i got robbed, bounce back, had to live with that (hahahaha)
same situation, get it how you live, b-tch (okay)
worth a couple of commas, you ain’t even average (flocka)
i’m flexing, randy savage (squad)
free my n-gg- boosie, i’m a f-cking savage (flocka)

- waka flocka flame lyrics

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