Word To The Wise

Waka Flocka Flame

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    Two shots to his melon, Waka Flocka
    Presidential flooded Benz's for my partners
    For that dope and that Pyrex
    The youngest in the projects
    Will em' turn into pirates
    Empty out your pockets
    Murk you and ya partners
    Roll ya body up in some carpet
    Should've kept your mouth closed
    Should've never started
    Soon as I'm done I'm flipping in another cartridge
    I'm a real shooter just call me James Harden
    Don't mind me, my dog I'm just flossing
    Better keep your distance
    Proceed with caution
    Fuck boy, fuck boy
    Y'all just some fuck boys
    Ain't gonna have it on me
    Got ya' ass in a cup boy
    Walk everywhere and my chain never talk, boy, talk, boy NEVER
    Make a nigga heart beat acapella
    Stomp a nigga out in Italian leather
    You a street nigga then we birds of a feather
    Make a girl fuck a girl just for the pleasure
    I'm talking boss shit, real mob nigga
    Turn your wife and money
    Where your life guard, nigga?
    El Chapo shit
    Find your body parts, nigga
    You ain't a drug dealer
    You a rapping ass nigga
    Just get cash rob your ass with no masks's

    Squad!
    UP!
    Fuck nigga, I'm yelling out squad
    UP!
    Fuck nigga, I'm yelling out squad
    UP!
    Fuck nigga, I'm yelling out squad
    UP!
    Squad up, squad up, squad up
    Squad up, squad up, squad up
    Squad up, squad up, squad up
    Word to the wise, don't fuck with mine
    Word to the wise, don't fuck with mine

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    20K nigga every club that I walk through
    Face card good every city that I walk through
    One phone call have my young niggas off you
    Clap him 33 times, round of applause you
    RIP Shirts momma said that she lost you
    Ain't gotta get my hands dirty, that's what a boss do
    Told you fuck niggas this gon' cost you
    I told you, fuck niggas this gon' cost you
    When you get a nigga hit I'm the one you need to talk to
    Real street shit what I brought you
    Welcome to mi casa my Floor made of marble
    200K
    Good in the A
    Good in the Bay
    I'm a drummer King Kay slay '
    Real nigga coming through, make way
    Send them goons where you stay
    In the bushes where they lay
    Niggas know I don't play, man down
    White flag, mayday
    If you feeling some kind of way I'm sending Kenny B at em'
    Send the B's
    Send the C's
    Send the G's lords at em
    I don't do no talking I just make shit happen
    Drop my name in the verse bet my shooters start clapping like BLOUW
    You ain't eating with the squad, then it's fuck you nigga like BLOUW
    I'm a say it with pride
    I'm a yell it out loud

    Squad!
    UP!
    Fuck nigga, I'm yelling out squad
    UP!
    Fuck nigga, I'm yelling out squad
    UP!
    Fuck nigga, I'm yelling out squad
    UP!
    Squad up, squad up, squad up
    Squad up, squad up, squad up
    Squad up, squad up, squad up
    Word to the wise, don't fuck with mine
    Word to the wise, don't fuck with mine

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