Lyrics Waka Flocka Flame

Waka Flocka Flame

Damn

Damn, I'm iced up, damn I'm booming

Damn, 32 and So Icey moving units

Waka Flocka Flame and my nigga Young Juice

And we keep that good coke and we smoke the best weed

Damn, I'm iced up, damn I'm booming

Damn, 32 and So Icey moving units

Waka Flocka Flame and my nigga Young Juice

And we keep that good coke and we smoke the best weed

I was nine years old, guns sold like coke

H-I-T, Hit Squad, man, them niggas cut throat

You can catch me on the Grove with my nigga Lil Capp

Or my nigga Triko, catch me in Morrow

Fab 5 boys, they wild, yes, they gutta and they dirty

Shad bit them down like that boy was a surgeon

She's a brain surgeon, she slurping and burping

My chain look like detergent, green and white, diamond bright

M-A-S-E made this, my chain look ridiculous

Green and white diamonds, call that shit the Flocka chain

32 E-N-T, call that shit the Juice Cake

S-I-B President, call that nigga Waka Flame

SuWoo to my Bloods, you can call me the down south gang

Always wearing red and I always get that money, mane

Waka Flocka Flame, Waka Flocka Flame

Waka Flocka Flame, better remember the name

Damn, I'm iced up, damn I'm booming

Damn, 32 and So Icey moving units

Waka Flocka Flame and my nigga Young Juice

And we keep that good coke and we smoke the best weed

Damn, I'm iced up, damn I'm booming

Damn, 32 and So Icey moving units

Waka Flocka Flame and my nigga Young Juice

And we keep that good coke and we smoke the best weed

Ayyyeee, man, I'm posted in my trap house

Pounds of the mid got me packing in my weed house

Damn, man, we in my weed house

Switch that bitch around, now we working out my brick house

Man, it's Waka Flocka Flame

And Young Juiceman and this ain't no game

Yeah, we are fucking booming

Busting bricks down and my diamonds like a movie

Stupid crazy swag and we smoking on that loud pack

Gold grill, dog, and we also with them gats

Hundred-fifty round, that's a head fucking shooter

Young Juiceman and my watch is a Muller

Pull up in they Hummer, damn, I'm a stunner

8's on my arm-uh, shitting for the summer

Fifty bricks in, hundred pound of that booming

Young Juiceman and I keep them pounds of fruity

Damn, I'm iced up, damn I'm booming

Damn, 32 and So Icey moving units

Waka Flocka Flame and my nigga Young Juice

And we keep that good coke and we smoke the best weed

Damn, I'm iced up, damn I'm booming

Damn, 32 and So Icey moving units

Waka Flocka Flame and my nigga Young Juice

And we keep that good coke and we smoke the best weed