Lyrics Waka Flocka Flame

Waka Flocka Flame

Zip 'Em Up

I'm a ride for all my niggas never change on y'all

We gonna stunt our competition

Watch us ball on y'all

White sheets, yellow tape

Black bag, closed case,

We got them shooters on the pay roll

They only move when we say so.

White sheets, yellow tape

Black bag, closed case,

We got them shooters on the pay roll

They only move when we say so.

Red crew in this bitch we in here for Dunkin' hoe

This the squad boy you know we on that fuck shit

Bitch I mad fuck your girl and her partner tho

I'm from Clayton County it bitch we rummin on

Tuck his chain in I thought he was a gangsta

30 deep man I thought the nigga gangsta

Talking bout fighting in the club

And no fighting bitch we strapped up in the club

Fuck you thankin bitch this Clay Co (Clayton County)

Everybody bosses here, what's happening hoe

RIP to my nigga DUNK, I say RIP to my nigga DUNK

White sheets, yellow tape

Black bag, closed case,

We got them shooters on the pay roll

They only move when we say so.

White sheets, yellow tape

Black bag, closed case,

We got them shooters on the pay roll

They only move when we say so.

Chief like an indian, thuggin like a panther

Music like a cheat sheet, Wooh Da I'm the answer

All I know is grind, kid it don't stop

King shit, BSM, gunnin' for the top (Click-Pow)

We the other new school, you can call me Wooh Da

BSM thuggin, I'm a shooter with a shooter

Skin so dark, thought so bright

She's beggin me to fuck her I'm like in another life

Wooh den paid it full like I'm a cop ice

Flow stronger than a bull we can bet your life

We can bet it twice, Wooh Da never backing down I'm a mute the game

Quite up don't make a sound

White sheets, yellow tape

Black bag, closed case,

We got them shooters on the pay roll

They only move when we say so.

White sheets, yellow tape

Black bag, closed case,

We got them shooters on the pay roll

They only move when we say so.

All I get it roll I got shooters

Dirt gang in that chest off

You can keep that base all my shoot shoot for them make up

Only say with the same crew we rap shit,

Niggas poppin make gangsta shit

And we test shit, take shit

Bitch I got no hands, ramble I'm a shoot her

You know I got shooters, west shot I'm a dulla

The nigga poppin with what they know who to fuck with

Dirt gang in the club squad, you know we ain't fuck shit

Nigga better get that mind right, coudln't nine tight

And I ain't right and is shoot it

I'm a think about it, I'm bout hat shit so fuck nigga I do it like nike

Nigga I kill everything, nigga try me

Ain't dirt gang in the mother fuckin we starting class the time squad

White sheets, yellow tape

Black bag, closed case,

We got them shooters on the pay roll

They only move when we say so.

White sheets, yellow tape

Black bag, closed case,

We got them shooters on the pay roll

They only move when we say so.