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waka flocka flame - word to the wise lyrics

two shots to his melon, waka flocka
presidentials flooded pockets for my brothers
for that dope and that pyrex, the youngest in the projects
turn them into pirates, empty out your pockets
murk you and your partners, wake everybody up and some carpet
should’ve kept your mouth closed, shouldn’t ever start this
soon as i’m done i’m flipping in another card trick
i’m the real sh-t, just call me james harding
don’t mind me, dog, i’m just flossing
better keep it dizzy, proceed with caution
f-ck boy, f-ck boy, y’all just some f-ck boys
i’m gonna have it on me, got chance in a cup, boy
walk everywhere and my chain never talk, boy, talk, boy
make a n-gg- heart beat acapella
stomp a n-gg- out in italian leather
street n-gg- then we birds of a feather
make a girl f-ck a girl just for the pleasure
i’m talking boss sh-t, real mob n-gg-
turn your wife your money, where your life got, n-gg-?
l type of sh-t, find your body parts, n-gg-
you a winner, you a rapping -ss n-gg-
just get cash, rob your -ss with no mess
spent a day in my hood probably won’t last, n-gg-

squad
f-ck n-gg-, i’m yelling out squad
f-ck n-gg-, i’m yelling out squad
f-ck n-gg-, i’m yelling out squad
squad up, squad up, squad up
squad up, squad up, squad up
squad up, squad up, squad up
word to the wise, don’t f-ck with mine
word to the wise, don’t f-ck with mine

20k, n-gg-, every club that i walk through
face card good every city that i walk through
one phone call have my young n-gg-s off you
club him 43 times, round of applause you
rip’ain’t gotta get my hands dirty, that’s what a boss do
told you f-ck n-gg-s this gonna cost you
i told you, f-ck n-gg-s, this gonna cost you
when you get a n-gg- hit i’m the one you need to talk to
real street sh-t what i bought you, welcome to mi casa
floor made of marble, 400k, good in the a, good in the bay
i’m a drummer king’real n-gg- coming through, make way
send them goons where you stay, in the bushes where they lay
n-gg-s know i don’t play, man down, white flag, mayday
if you feeling some kind of way i’m sending’
i don’t do no talking i just make sh-t happen
drop a name in the verse bet my shooters start clapping
you ain’t eating with the squad, then f-ck you, n-gg-
i’mma say it with pride, i’mma yell it out loud

- waka flocka flame lyrics

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