Lyrics Waka Flocka Flame

Waka Flocka Flame

Lebron Flocka James (Outro)

Oh, oh yeah, oh yeah, juke...

Oh oh-oh-oh, boy

Oh-oh, boy

No, I ain't gon' crossover, I'ma go straight down the hole

Yeah nigga, I told y'all folks I could do it, nigga

We won by one point, nigga

Had to shoot the three at the end of the fucking game, nigga

LeBron Flocka James

Ain't shit changed, I'm still that same nigga back in Riverdale, broke

Yeah, man

Y'all folks look at all this shit, man

I got YouTube TV, man

Waka Flocka Flame TV, nigga

Starring me and, goddamn, my motherfucking dog, nigga

My partner, nigga, Cordaryll, nigga

We do this shit our own way, man

Shout out to David Blayne and Lex Luger and Tay

And my boy Southside on the Track

Nigga, we going donkey, nigga

What it do, big Goop Troop?

What's up, Auntie?

"Aun-tee", "Aun-tay", what it do, dog?

These niggas bullshitting, man

We sacked up, racked up, got the stacks, nigga

And I'm still chilling, rolling off party packs

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