Lyrics Waka Flocka Flame

Waka Flocka Flame

hands

I'm talking hands, hands, before we use our hands

We don't do no talking, we just run up with them hands

Hands, hands, man, I'm talking hands

Shawty, rep your set, but you gotta use your hands

Hands, hands, swinging, throwing bows

Bumping at the corn, they gon' find you on the floor

I'm talking hands, hands, before I let you know

Block Boyz, Brick Squad, Waka Flocka, G Zoe, let's go

Man, I'm tripping and I'm wilding and I'm buck, man, I'm crunk

If a nigga disrespect, we gon' beat his ass up

Got that chair behind, dog, I don't give a motherfuck

Blame Zoe, Blame Gucci 'cause I'm off the fucking chain

If a nigga disrespect, I'ma take his fucking chain

Disrespect him like a lame, man, you know what I claim

(Su-woo!) To the B gang

Man, I smell you, Piru, S.I.B. run this club

Throw them hands, you get dropped, watch your bitch suck me up

At the club, give me hug, homie, you got dropped

Take it to the parking lot, pop the trunk, that man got shot

Take it to the parking lot, pop the trunk, that man got shot

I'm talking hands, hands, before we use our hands

We don't do no talking, we just run up with them hands

Hands, hands, man, I'm talking hands

Shawty, rep your set, but you gotta use your hands

Hands, hands, swinging, throwing bows

Bumping at the corn, they gon' find you on the floor

I'm talking hands, hands, before I let you know

Block Boyz, Brick Squad, Waka Flocka, G Zoe, let's go

Get your jaw broke, get your head cracked

Get your back broke, get your neck snapped

Get your watch snatched, get your chain took

Get your ass beat, that's a bad look

Man, I don't even like these niggas

Fucking with my So Icey niggas

Make me wanna fight me a nigga

Four-four, I might light me a nigga

Pussy, pussy, you ain't no killer

You're so lame, I Gorilla

I go ham, lose my mind

Grab my nine and kill me a nigga

Motherfucker, fuck your gang

I fuck with Southside Flocka Flame

Icy ring, icy chain, Block Boyz and So Icey gang

Run your mouth? You a clown

223, fifty rounds

Fifty rounds will chop you down

Use my hands, it's going down

I'm talking hands, hands, before we use our hands

We don't do no talking, we just run up with them hands

Hands, hands, man, I'm talking hands

Shawty, rep your set, but you gotta use your hands

Hands, hands, swinging, throwing bows

Bumping at the corn, they gon' find you on the floor

I'm talking hands, hands, before I let you know

Block Boyz, Brick Squad, Waka Flocka, G Zoe, let's go

Flocka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, Zoe, Waka, Flocka, Waka

Tay, Lex, Flocka, Waka, Waka, Waka, Waka, what?

Damn, what? Damn, what? Swing, swing, buck, buck

Waka, Flocka, Waka

Gorilla Zoe and Waka Flocka Flame

Gone