Lyrics Waka Flocka Flame

Waka Flocka Flame

Baby Let Me See You Do It

Um, yeah, what?

If you love life like I love life, say "hell yeah

I ain't hear you, man (what?)

Put your hands up if you came to ball

We drinking white Remy 'til we motherfucking fall

Put your hands up if you love life

We buy bottles by the 20, we don't want no Bud Ice

What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

My phone hot, them folks on my landline

Dropped 64 bands just to tell time

You a used-to-be, shawty, I'm what's popping now, get used to me

Pussy, you are history

So I called Wooh and Dunk

These rappers' singles sound like Flocka, crowd like, "Uh huh, yeah"

Shitting on my peers

Headlight diamonds in my ear, I fuck them by the pair, I swear

What I'm driving don't come out 'til next year

I'm in the two-seater, ice, tats and wife beaters, yeah

Old ass rappers need to retire

30's the new 20", you a motherfucking liar

Call me Sire Waka Flocka Flame

Nigga tried to kill me, but his ese have no aim

I'm what's popping now, shawty, you a used-to-be

All I know is grind, you can call me Pusha T

Put your hands up if you came to ball

We drinking white Remy 'til we motherfucking fall

Put your hands up if you love life

We buy bottles by the 20, we don't want no Bud Ice

What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

Okay, three three-pieces and two orange juices

Riding in that Big Worm, sitting on deuces

Ice cream man selling popsicles and looseys

New jack in the city, where the fuck is Pookie?

Back to the basics, strip a nigga naked

Kick a nigga's door, find the work in the basement

Scaring niggas straight to the place where Ma$e went

Exterminate the witness, judge asking where the case went

You don't want no parts of me, my squad grand larceny

Bucking on your goons, brought the Million Man March with me

FN in the holster, kush in the coaster

Barry Stevens jello, keep everything kosher

Put your hands up if you came to ball

We drinking white Remy 'til we motherfucking fall

Put your hands up if you love life

We buy bottles by the 20, we don't want no Bud Ice

What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

I'm living good, I'm drinking good, I'm smoking great

He's looking bad, his pockets slim, they losing weight

Closed casket every verse, his career's a wake

He run with them Kit Kat boys, give that boy a break

I'm what's popping now, they don't wanna hear you

If my life was in your hands, I still wouldn't feel you

BSM gorillas, we are not tamed

Mind filled with thoughts, heart filled with pain

I'm what's popping now, I'ma chop him down

MJ bullets hit him, make him spin around

Wooh da King is a hazard, keep your hands off

Diamonds shining so bright, call me black boss

Put your hands up if you came to ball

We drinking white Remy 'til we motherfucking fall

Put your hands up if you love life

We buy bottles by the 20, we don't want no Bud Ice

What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it

What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it