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waka flocka flame - lurkin (instrumental reprod) lyrics

[intro]
twenty twelve to after life
higher then a motherf-cker
partying with jesus christ
hold on trap
hold on trap
try tm sh-t one more time
please my n-gga
squad
f-ck wrong with dis n-gga man?
n-gga over seas
n-gga over there throwing show
n-gga ain’t givin’ money
you n-gga talking crazy
f-ck wrong with these n-ggas

[hook]
lurkin’
my boys they be lurkin’
my boys they be lurkin’
my boys they be lurkin’
n-gga we lurkin’
my dawgs they be lurkin’
my dawgs they be lurkin’
my dawgs they be lurkin’
squad

[verse 1: waka flocka flame]
bllllaaaapppp hopped out start firing shots
flag ’round that choppa’ n-gga
headshots on flocka n-gga
blllllaaaapppp hopped out start firing shots
flag ’round that choppa’ n-gga
headshots on flocka n-gga
once you stomp his -ss out
shawty what that mouth about
my young n-gga bring the b-tch about
any n-gga that think they hard, i doubt that
they shot your partner, you ain’t shoot back
aye my n-gga where your heart at
coup painted, flat black
with an f’in go cl!ck clack
that’s the sound of us lurkin’
outside of your trap
outside of your b-tch house
outside of your momma house
outside of the club
chillin’ at your concert
shootin’ ’til my fingers hurt
waka flame

[hook]

[verse]
these rappers disrespect me
i’mma knock ’em out
pull up at his concert
joint down on him with that mouth about
n-gga, short temper like i’m jj
gungang like im hot topic
got hands like a woo
with so-called beef
with you know who
hope your boy down to ride n-gga’
all my n-ggas gonna ride n-gga
can’t wait ’till the day we collide n-gga
advise n-ggas not to f-ck with me
better off f-cking with me
my fingers they sticky
don’t leave no money around me
welcome to, clayton county
say you will toral
say i’ll fight it to the demon
i fought the n-ggas swag
it didn’t cover my s-m-n
lurkin and schemin’
my n-gga be plottin’
chillin, waiting for the drop
they gonna notice the sh-t real
when i l!ck off the shot
man a body drop, scream my flesh hot
hundred roun clip with an a.r. 15
bet it wake up your whole block
squad!!!
waka flocka motherf-cker

[hook]

[verse 3: plies]
guess what i did today
p-ssy i just bought another stick
guess i need to start working out
cuz this b-tch here, got a lot of kick
do what i need y’all n-gga to do
ask me ’bout another b-tch
ask me ’bout a body
some illegal sh-t, i plead the fifth
250 rounds p-ssy thats the al qaeda sh-t
ridin ’round in a rental car
windows on it, i tint that sh-t
stop hiding, duckin’ and dodgin’ n-gga
let’s go get it over with
headshots and closed caskets
i give my young n-ggas bonuses
motherf-ck the e.r
i’m tryin’ to hit you permanent
y’all n-ggas wanna talk it out
but me and my n-ggas want to burn the b-tch
we lurkin’
everybody got sticks on them
lurkin’
we lurkin n-gga all times of da morning

[hook]

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