Waka Flocka Flame - Bite Me lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Woke up this morning, bussed down a swisher Looked in the mirror, like I'm one rich a** n***a' Brush my teeth with 100's, wipe my a** with these 50's All about the Benji's, competition can't f** with me Know these n***a's envy green bottle Remy fifty, in my semi Waka Flocka Flame, I'm not friendly I'm so motherf**ing neighborhood, let's get that understood I'm not crossing over, this ain't b-ball Got partners behind the g-wall, 30 for a murder, dog So I gotta get it all, I pull up in a 2 door Same color as some puddin' Goddamn that car good lookin', driver good lookin' Goddamn them rims good lookin' [Hook] I know you f** n***a's don't like us but we don't give a f** Copy-Catters Bite Us, they swag s** Know you b**h n***a's gone hate my guts, Bite Me If you think I do re-write me, they say that imitation flattery, so Bite Me I put the Tre-8 in your mouth, I make you like it They say that mimicking is flattery, so Bite Me I put the AK in your face, and I make you like me [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] No chit chat, hit me back Gucci did this, Gucci Mane did that If I did this and I didn't do that, Why'd I do that, Why'd I do that Put a little of this, with a little of that But ain't nothing little about that there, cat Triple black, back to back By myself, still back to back Call me stacks, because I got them racks Got them green bags, duffel bags, can't hold cash CEO, labled as, and it cost a price tag, but made me glad I'm so jazz, I'm so cla** I don't need no bronco to make me mad b**h ain't bad Watch them chest and the mouth like a mad, got more bags in his stash Oh my goodness, she sitting in pudding, feel like she shouldn't Why she shouldn't, Why mess with hundreds, Ride 'round in Bentley's I know the average block was poppalin' Don't like me because I'm f**ing Icy [Hook]