Lyrics Waka Flocka Flame

Waka Flocka Flame

Throwin Fingers

Public service announcement, man

Waka Flocka, Papoose, and Rich Kid is in the building, man

Verizon boys on deck

Hundred deep (Waka Flocka)

Might get stomped with two hundred feet, man

Verizon boys on deck, man

Rich Kid Shawty

Forty niggas deep

We in the V.I.P

Y'all niggas can't fuck with it, man

Rich Kid Shawty, we deep

(Brick Squad)

Forty niggas, V.I.P

Bitch, we deep, bitch, we deep

Blowing on that gasoline

Bitch, we geeked, bitch, we geeked

We in this bitch throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)

We in this bitch throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)

We in this bitch throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)

We in this bitch throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)

We in this throwing fingers up, clearly we don't give a fuck

And we snatching girls, so them, they gon' give them bitches up

I think they buck, listened to the waitress, hit her on the butt

I think they riled, outside in the trunk in case it gon' go down

My folks gon' clown and we repping southside of the whole dang time

Now hold it down, five fingers up, you're stupid, we will clown

This Rich Kid Shawty, they done fucked 'round, made me get with Waka

So now when we hit the club, it's gon' be two midget choppers

dollar, nigga, and my bankroll budging like Big Poppa

If you wanna stop her, get the [?], partner

Dread head like Shotta so you know who we be

Real nigga, no TV, bitch, we deep and we geeked

Forty niggas, V.I.P

Bitch, we deep, bitch, we deep

Blowing on that gasoline

Bitch, we geeked, bitch, we geeked

We in this bitch throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)

We in this bitch throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)

We in this bitch throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)

We in this bitch throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)

Mug that nigga, tell him: "Fuck you, nigga"

Throw your set up like: "Fuck y'all niggas"

Mug that nigga, tell her: "Fuck you, bitch"

Throw your set up like: "Fuck y'all bitches"

We thugging over here, drinking over here

Banging over here, put the birds in the air

Straight fraud a nigga

Jump little shawty, we ain't fighting fair

Brick Squad in here, Rich Kids in here

Throw your sets up, nigga, put it in the air

Security mug us, tell them we don't care

Get stoned up, get drunk as hell

Red rag shawty, throw them B's in the air (Blood)

Blue rag shawty, throw them C's in the air (Crip)

Yellow rag shawty, throw them L's in the air (King)

Black rag shawty, throw G.D. in the air (G)

Forty niggas, V.I.P

Bitch, we deep, bitch, we deep

Blowing on that gasoline

Bitch, we geeked, bitch, we geeked

We in this bitch throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)

We in this bitch throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)

We in this bitch throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)

We in this bitch throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)

I'm from a block of drama, Papoose and Waka Flocka

Seven Rich Kids, got copper-toppers, who shot you, partners?

See you got your dollars, got your block up, I got my chopper

It go "blocka, blocka", motherfucker, you got your doctor?

The south love me, I push lines

I be all up in Florida like James from Good Times

Keep acting like you Kimbo, man, I'll put so many holes in you

You gonna sound like a whistle when the wind blow

They know my M.O.: stop him out with the Timbos

We geeked up, blowing on that indo

I knew he was a punk, I seen him in the club the other day

I mean-mugged him and he looked the other way

Forty niggas, V.I.P

Bitch, we deep, bitch, we deep

Blowing on that gasoline

Bitch, we geeked, bitch, we geeked

We in this bitch throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)

We in this bitch throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)

We in this bitch throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)

We in this bitch throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)