Gucci Mane - Wasted (Remix) (LeBron Flocka James) lyrics

[Hook: Gucci Mane] Rock star lifestyle, might don't make it Living life high, everyday clique wasted Sipping on purple stuff, rolling up stinky Wake up in the morning, 10 o'clock drinking "Party, party, party!" Let's all get wasted Shake it for me, baby girl, do it bu*tnaked I'm so wasted, she's so wasted Tell the bartender send me twenty more cases [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Geeking like Whitney, geeking like Britney Gucci no hippie, but he stoned like Jimmy X-pill poppers, geeked up crazy Whole clique rolling, everyone's wasted Purple Codeine, Sprite pink, don't waste it Mix-up, grandma drink it, didn't taste it Now grandma sipping syrup, leaning wasted Walking around, f**ed up twisting her fingers Homegirl slipped up, drunk, got wasted Now she backstage and she trying to get famous See me out there drinking, drinking, Gucci Mane shake it Club life, damn right, Gucci Mane wasted [Hook: Gucci Mane] Rock star lifestyle, might don't make it Living life high, everyday clique wasted Sipping on purple stuff, rolling up stinky Wake up in the morning, 10 o'clock drinking "Party, party, party!" Let's all get wasted Shake it for me, baby girl, do it bu*tnaked I'm so wasted, she's so wasted Tell the bartender send me twenty more cases [Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame] Waka Flocka in the club, I bet the line long I'm wasted, man, my mind gone f**ed up, man, I'm in another time zone Looking for a bad b**h so I could grind on Record deal signing bonus, wasted Poured twelve bottles of the Henny, just don't waste it I don't drink white liquor, I'm a racist Strictly brown 'cause I love the way the taste is No chases, tell the waitress To keep them bottles coming 'cause I'm getting money Pockets on full, big face hundreds One single, "O Let's Do It", got a n***a stunting [Hook: Gucci Mane] Rock star lifestyle, might don't make it Living life high, everyday clique wasted Sipping on purple stuff, rolling up stinky Wake up in the morning, 10 o'clock drinking "Party, party, party!" Let's all get wasted Shake it for me, baby girl, do it bu*tnaked I'm so wasted, she's so wasted Tell the bartender send me twenty more cases [Verse 3: Gucci Mane] Whole click faded, we geeked up crazy Big boy bracelets, we white boy wasted No shirts, f** it, our necks and arms are tatted We sloppy drunk, disgusted, the liquor keep wasting 285 Eastside, me and (Flocka!) wasted Racing, Chevy beating, booty/bu*t chasing Spring Break, 50 thousand white girls shaking Some dancing naked, but everyone's wasted Magic City Monday, ballplayer wasted This is for your uncle drinking Thunderbird, wasted 12-pack wasted, I need more cases And Gucci's not a racist, all my diamonds Caucasians