Lyrics Waka Flocka Flame

Waka Flocka Flame

3 Gold Chains

All these presidents my pocket like the white house

I'm the type of nigga niggas read about

I get cake, cake, cake like Rihanna nigga

Getting to this cash what my life about

3 gold chains like I'm dealing dope

Off the weed game just listen, I'll show you the ropes

Ain't nothing worse than being broke

I know the fucking feeling

I'm a rich nigga tryna touch a another million

Vacuum seals and scales are my best friends

Trap money

Fucking bitches and they best friends

Rap money

Fucking groupies in the west end

Tryna jack

Catch the lad like he Zeppelin

I came up off the shake

I ain't talking Harlem

Ballin off trees feel like I'm James Harden

Known to sell out like the garden nigga

These yellow diamonds on my wrist like a tape of caution

Tell my brother, I am on my way to cut some more grass

My worst fear in life is have no cash

Ain't no feeling on earth like being broke nigga

Ain't no trees then I will sell a fiend soap nigga

I want it all

Money tall like Dwight Howard

Wrist glish shit looking like a light tower

New coupe, white paint like a brick of powder

Can probably shop for red bottoms

So search you like I am on a browser

Loud on-deck, I got the charger power

Make a killing off of trees

I should send some flowers

Bands in my pocket

Like Maroon 5

So fuck ya twelve dollars and fifty cents and hour

I came up and so-called friends looking sour

Jealous niggas make me sick

Call them Alfalfa

Black diamonds in my chain

The piece Malcolm

So many presidents, I need a fourth hand to count them

It's Troy Ave aka Harry Powder nigga

Gold chains, cocaine, pay for hours nigga

Drug dealer love scrilla

Gotta keep it real

Got a a couple of rollies

I don't need to eat a pill

Still popping though

East Coast popping flow

Came from the bottom flow

Now I'm here got it show

Everybody who ain't help my ass can kiss

8 hundred on my belt still sagging bitch

Picking up the bread

Count before we pop

Boy we show the gang tryna out them in the lobby

Always on the side guess he in mine too cause I'm in jail

Every thing I talk the truth

Mothafucker