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waka flocka flame – fell lyrics

[hook: young thug]
i fell in love
plus the bottom of her shoes look like she fell in blood
i stay sipping, never slipping, but i fell in mud
every time i wake up, i be with a different sl-t
then i dropped up out of school, soon i fell for drugs
then i fell off in the club with a couple girls
then i fell out with my plug, he wasn’t keeping up
stacking hundreds, hit the road, that’s the trust fund
fall for big bank, no ones

[verse 1: waka flocka flame]
big bank, all hundreds, p-ssy n-gga, no ones
pocket scale, real n-ggas, and a f-cking handgun
i’m from clayton county, we bring shooters, n-gga, we don’t run
come through with it from them baggies, now we selling big bumps
-ssault rifle 223, we chop you down
no diss songs and retweets, just bodies found
in and out of town, local joker -ss n-gga
in the club popping spade by the twenty, n-gga
smoking loud, n-gga, popping mollys, n-gga
your dog just went state, not my n-gga
but not my n-ggas
we live by the code, mob ties, n-gga

[verse 2: gucci mane]
man, i fell out with my girl, man, i fell out with that b-tch
get the h-ll out of this house, ho, gon’ and pack your sh-t
man, i fell out with the plug and i fell out with my homeboy
ain’t lose sleep about it, tricked out my jeep about it
if i get ten n-gga bleached tonight, better not hear a peep about it
fell out off in onyx, at ’bout two-twenty, i’m smoking chronic
pouring pink tonic, gucci too turnt, so dropped two ferraris
my life is a mini movie, every day’s a video
n-gga, is you kidding me, cause gucci mane got baby choppers
fall out with my baby mama if she said she ain’t f-cking with waka
versace shades, i see you n-gga, i got on these baller gl-sses
chicken long way, all my pockets, all my hoes compulsive shoppers

[verse 3: young thug]
got them big ol’ clips inside of them little guns
no nelly, got bands on the air force, no ones
i’m silly, i got xan, worked hard, my car
just made it to me, where i come from ain’t far
for you to see a rich, i’m a geek and a monster
she wanna suck these sneakers up, she got hunger
no, no, i could never beat her up, on my momma
but she got more red bottoms than the number one stunna
and that’s baby, i would love to help you start a candy lady
my mom sprayed me with cherry blossoms now i f-ck old ladies
and i nut right in them b-tches, and have her oh so baby
and also baby

- waka flocka flame lyrics

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