Lyrics Waka Flocka Flame

Waka Flocka Flame

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Big stacks (wheew!)

Kush packs (wheew!)

Big gats (wheew!)

This track (wheew!)

I'm in the zone (wheew!)

My money long (wheew!)

If you ain't busting your chrome, then you gone (wheew!)

Big stacks (wheew!)

Kush packs (wheew!)

Big gats (wheew!)

This track (wheew!)

I'm in the zone (wheew!)

My money long (wheew!)

If you ain't busting your chrome, then you gone (wheew!)

I pop my collar, I'm throwing dollars

Them hoes follow, they wanna swallow

Damn, I'm the truth, swag through the roof

And Lil Capp the President, who the fuck are you?

I'm getting cash, I'm popping tags

You looking mad, so kiss my ass

Higher than E.T., I'm 'bout to phone home

Patrón, it got me gone, goddamn, I'm in the zone

Slim rolling like I popped a bean and chop them, make you jump and scream

Bitches shots drop the team and gangstas turn from Never been a sucker, lollipop, I don't need that

Don't talk to me, let you where the weed at?

Them bands, I be popping them

Her pants, I be dropping them

She choosing (why?)

'Cause she saw me with Capp and Flock and them (with who?)

B. Ceezy touched down and the crowd like, "Whoa!"

When Chaz get home, we gon' win the Super Bowl

Big stacks (wheew!)

Kush packs (wheew!)

Big gats (wheew!)

This track (wheew!)

I'm in the zone (wheew!)

My money long (wheew!)

If you ain't busting your chrome, then you gone (wheew!)

Big stacks (wheew!)

Kush packs (wheew!)

Big gats (wheew!)

This track (wheew!)

I'm in the zone (wheew!)

My money long (wheew!)

If you ain't busting your chrome, then you gone (wheew!)

Sidekick, sidekick, man, I love my side bitch

Late night, late night, you can get beat right

Kush blunt, doubleshot, that'll keep my dick hard

Hit Squad, Brick Squad, we go so hard

Pass me the O.J. 'cause I'm fucking rolling, man

I'm getting money, diamonds like a soda can

Cooler than a fucking fan, higher than the ceiling, man

Waka Flocka Flame and I'm 'bout to get a million, man

See, my swag, it be through the roof, blowing on that Fruity Loop

Pickpocket full of dead people like Beetlejuice

I just want her watching me, depends on what she trying to see

But bitch on the 'cause she biting me

you, ain't that so they trying you

Find you, so many legends, they're like Fall back, this ain't the show, but I'm all that

You hard as a rock, but I rock homer like a ball bat

Big stacks (wheew!)

Kush packs (wheew!)

Big gats (wheew!)

This track (wheew!)

I'm in the zone (wheew!)

My money long (wheew!)

If you ain't busting your chrome, then you gone (wheew!)

Big stacks (wheew!)

Kush packs (wheew!)

Big gats (wheew!)

This track (wheew!)

I'm in the zone (wheew!)

My money long (wheew!)

If you ain't busting your chrome, then you gone (wheew!)

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