Waka Flocka Flame - Bad Decision lyrics

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Waka Flocka Flame - Bad Decision lyrics

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] I woke up this morning too turnt' up, my n***a I be balling Pink slip shawty, I don't do no f**ing lease n***as dry snitching, wanna run to police Put it on my niece, you gon' die before me I put that on the team, Grove Street n***a Where I'm from we don't brag if catch a body n***a That's just life Real sh** n***a, that's just life Watch out for your friends when they got a knife Blood brothers, me and Wooh Da Kid ? over here, no more hard year A six mill' years, that's real sh** I'm on my squad sh**, flex go hard, b**h [Hook: Waka Flocka Flame] They know my war stories, n***as know me sponsored links Walk up dumping, ? me Everybody k**ers, where the bodies? In the hood, where you could find me Blood brothers in the club, it's a movie My hood, you can call it grimey Lights, camera, action Center of attention, mention Wooh Da Kid and Flocka That's a bad decision [Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame] B.O. Flame, family above money Loyalty spelled backwards, Waka Flocka Flame Wanna wear my chain, wanna drive my car, wanna f** my b**h All in my business, get off my dick n***as bullsh**ting I got that sack right now n***as bullsh**ting First scrap, thank you to my brother Wooh Everything green, p**y's Soo Woo I built it n***a, watch me break this n***a I'm one grateful n***a, all I do, you ain't thankful n***a? I'm from Riverdale Road, Grove Street Last time that I checked, they know O.G.'s [Hook] They know my war stories, n***as know me Walk up dumping, ? me Everybody k**ers, where the bodies? In the hood, where you could find me Blood brothers in the club, it's a movie My hood, you can call it grimey Lights, camera, action Center of attention, mention Wooh Da Kid and Flocka That's a bad decision [Verse 2: Wooh Da Kid] All I know is grind, 25/8 Like f** it I need it now, n***as can't wait Knife or the pistol, let you choose your fate Neighborhood buzz, I'm moving state to state Wooh Da King in this motherf**er Heavy metal, three chains in this motherf**er Flocka Flame that's just my blood brother Could never be p**y, I got a gangster mother Most of these n***as fake, the rest is iffy Could even null around, n***as won't tempt me Hole in his head, I guess he lost his mind And he thought he was a winner when he crossed the line [Hook] They know my war stories, n***as know me Walk up dumping, ? me Everybody k**ers, where the bodies? In the hood, where you could find me Blood brothers in the club, it's a movie My hood, you can call it grimey Lights, camera, action Center of attention, mention Wooh Da Kid and Flocka That's a bad decision

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