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Das Racist

"DJEMBA FLOCKA FLAME$"

[Intro]
Flocka
Waka, Waka, Waka, Waka Flocka
Waka, Waka, Waka Flocka
Flocka, Flocka, Flocka, Waka
Waka, Waka, Waka Flocka
Waka Flocka, Flocka, Waka
Waka Flocka Flame, Brick Squad

[Chorus]
I go hard in the motherf*cking paint, n*gga
Leave you stinking, n*gga
What the f*ck you thinking, n*gga?
I'm gon' die for this sh*t or what the f*ck I say
Front yard, broad day with the SK
See Gucci, that's my motherf*cking n*gga
I hang in the 'Dale with them Hit Squad killers
Waka Flocka Flame, one hood-ass n*gga
Riding real slow, bending corners, my n*gga

[Verse 1]
Got a main b*tch, got a mistress (what else?)
A couple girlfriends, I'm so hood rich
Keep my di*k hard and keep me smoking
You'll get bills free, shawty, no joking
And what I stand for? Brick Squad
I'ma die for this shawty, man, I swear to God
In the trap with some killers and some hood n*ggas
Where you at? Where you trap? You ain't hood, n*gga
Keep this sh*t 300, put that sh*t on my hood
Crips f*cking with me, G's and the Vice Lords
Esé and amigos freestyle off the dome
Brick Squad, Waka Flocka Flame is f*cking home

[Chorus]
I go hard in the motherf*cking paint, n*gga
Leave you stinking, n*gga
What the f*ck you thinking, n*gga?
I'm gon' die for this sh*t or what the f*ck I say
Front yard, broad day with the SK
See Gucci, that's my motherf*cking n*gga
I hang in the 'Dale with them Hit Squad killers
Waka Flocka Flame, one hood-ass n*gga
Riding real slow, bending corners, my n*gga

[Verse 2]
What's up, pus*y n*gga? What's up, punk n*gga?
They got on that n*gga, make your momma's momma miss you
Hope you got your killers with you, hope you got your n*ggas with you
Hope your goons riding with you, they gon' f*cking miss you, n*gga
n*gga with a attitude like Eaze and Cube
When my little brother died, I said: "f*ck school!"
I picked the burner up, then I grabbed some marijuana
Two years later, screaming: "Now I'm here, your honor!"
Glock 9, the SK, if you want to beef
Shawty, point blank range, I'll put your ass to sleep
Shawty, talk is cheap so watch what your say
Broad day in the air like this sh*t legal
Desert Eagle, gold and back, that's to pull the trigger

[Chorus]
I go hard in the motherf*cking paint, n*gga
Leave you stinking, n*gga
What the f*ck you thinking, n*gga?
I'm gon' die for this sh*t or what the f*ck I say
Front yard, broad day with the SK
See Gucci, that's my motherf*cking n*gga
I hang in the 'Dale with them Hit Squad killers
Waka Flocka Flame, one hood-ass n*gga
Riding real slow, bending corners, my n*gga

[Break]
Flocka
Waka, Waka, Waka, Waka Flocka
Waka, Waka, Waka Flocka
Flocka, Flocka, Flocka, Waka
Waka, Waka, Waka Flocka
Waka Flocka, Flocka, Waka
Waka Flocka Flame, Brick Squad
Brick Squad
Brick Squad

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