Lyrics Waka Flocka Flame

Waka Flocka Flame

I Work Hard

I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it

On the block with the crack and the midget

Niggas trying to haunt me like they running with the coppers

Want to rob me, see me make them stupid ass niggas

Posted at the gas station, hand-to-hand pitching

Clayco pulled up, now I'm running from the snitches

Seven days trapping, now I'm stunting on them bitches

Hoes, they in love with me, they wanna get new bitches

I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it

Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets

I work hard, dog, trying to see a million

I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling

I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it

Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets

I work hard, dog, trying to see a million

I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling

Young nigga there, young nigga here

Fuck with me, shawty, this a young nigga year

Truckload backing in, truckload backing out

So much fucking mid in this trap house

Boy, I'm plugged in, yes, my hands in

Got that mild mid, got that loud mid

Got a juug for 50 pounds, I call Mario

That young nigga, Chaz? That's my little bro

I'm posted on the Grove with B. Ceezy moving beans

My life green and white, and 4K

Married to the game, my wife name is Mary Jane

Waka Flocka Flame, that's my stage name

Learn the real name before you judge this young nigga

Ask a lame nigga and ask these fuck niggas

I don't play with niggas, games is not played

Stunt, ball, keep it real and do my fucking thing

I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it

Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets

I work hard, dog, trying to see a million

I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling

I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it

Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets

I work hard, dog, trying to see a million

I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling

Yeah, nigga

And I'm not using no red rag or this lime green flag

To move on in life, partner

This shit one hundred, nigga

Matter of fact, this shit is five hundred to three hundred, nigga

What's happening with that, pussy ass nigga?

And you know I fuck with everybody, nigga

Everybody fuck with me, nigga

This shit strong right here, partner

And I ain't talking about muscles, nigga

'Cause I don't lift shit, nigga

Whole motherfucking Fab 5, man

Free my nigga Chaz

What it do, Slim? What it do, Dae Dae?

Trap, what's happening, man?

You know this shit 'bout

B. Ceezy, P. Ceeze

I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it

Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets

I work hard, dog, trying to see a million

I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling

I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it

Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets

I work hard, dog, trying to see a million

I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling