24 Hours (feat. Sony)

Waka Flocka Flame

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    I be like, I be like
    We be flexing with the check, grindin'

    [Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
    24 hours, still blowing strong
    I want the money and the power bitch I been in my zone
    Bitch I been in my zone, hater leave me 'lone
    I get money by myself you know kush is my cologne (x2)

    [Verse 1]
    I play sosa you’re my time, you niggas not my type
    I'm a get money nigga shawty all my bitches dike
    I know your background boy you ain’t really right
    Flexing like you chirping you ain't never sell that white
    As he got your ass rapping shawty you ain’t 'bout that life
    24 hours, that’s all a nigga need to get the money and the power
    Bitches on my dick, I’m from Clayton County, Georgia
    Grew up selling ??
    Everybody head-busting, plotting on a lick
    For let you out of cast serve your ass a dummy brick
    These hoes ain't nothing and these the bitches ain’t shit
    They fucking for some red bottoms and an outfit

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    [Hook]

    [Verse 2]
    I be doggin' these hoes I’ll pass ‘em to my bruh
    Chaz off the chain he don’t fuck with no lame
    Stay to myself cause these niggas always change
    Kicked them out the clique now we screaming out they changed
    24 year old nigga I can never scream your name
    Shout out to some real niggas from the damn belaine
    Them boys say they’re robbing we on the same thang
    My young boys crazy they'll bust your brain
    Waka Flocka Flame you can call me Ric Flair
    I'm rocking five chains and I'm lit up like a flair
    My dogs selling dope where he sleep he don’t care
    I want the money and the power the rest don’t care

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3: S.O.N.Y.]
    Wait, hold up. Can I come down? I’m too high
    Shop out of your price range, fuck nigga I’m too fly
    Ay'body like who that? Is some nigga that new got
    Take your bitch and I break your bitch
    Yea I make your bitch say "Oh my god."
    You soft nigga, I peep that
    You pussy nigga, I eat that
    My roof gone, my seat back
    That change nigga just keep that
    I’m just getting this cake bro
    These other nigga be fake though
    Brought your nigga from N.Y. but I’m riding around through Clay-Co
    You don’t know me so fall back
    You try to fly get shot nigga
    Fuck telling me keep it cool
    I told your ass I’m hot nigga
    All these nigga be rap beefing
    Fuck niggas ain’t g though
    Pull up on you let it go
    I hit the gas and I speed up

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    Composición: Envy

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