Waka Flocka Flame
Birthday Freestyle
[Chorus]
These bitches love this shit
We selling drugs and shit
Like a pharmacist
We form the mother bitch
I'm a thug lil bitch
Show no love lil bitch
We love hugging bricks
No more [?]
No more sucker shit
Keep a gun on hip
These n***as playing both sides
This that gutta bitch
I can trust my dogs
Never trust a bitch
I'ma ball on 'em
Slam dunkin' bitch

[Verse 1]
Hey why these n***as playing games?
Why they acting like they gang, bitch we know you lame
Face [?] A1, don't need no chain
Don't need to throw up a sign, bitch they know that I'm game
It's nightmare, Elm Street
N***as running, n***as ducking, shoot that bird beak
Catch a baby when he sleep
Bitch when she going to work
Grandma when she go to church
This is war pussy n***a
Should've stayed sleeping, Godzilla in the water
I clothesline a shark
Beef to me is art
They calling me the God of War, I came to rip your heart out
Pull up on 'em personal, gotta do it surgical
Tie you up and torture you
N***a that's what bosses do
Call your friends and call your goons
N***a that's what workers do
I'ma handle all mines myself, it's personal
I said it's personal
Lil bitch I said it's personal