Waka Flocka Flame - Flexin' lyrics

[** feat. Gucci Mane, OJ Da Juiceman & David Blayne:] [Hook:] Swawty I'm flexin'* In da court room burnin dro Give a fuc* about dis judge Wat you think my money for? Shaawty I'm flexin Ocean front view And my job is Like my weed like my girl like my car Shawty I'm flexin White green red white yellow chain tacky We flexin not matchin Black and white dogs Zebra skins Sittin on that elephant Took your girl Shawty we flexin [Waka Flocka Flame:] Boww Like theirs no tomarrow Threw a hunded grand At my shoes I got gwapa If she role with waka flame You kno that girl gone swang Holla at her as* tomarro She gone come she gone bang But a n***a ain't gone stress her In da club make it rain Shawty with a fuc*in* desert Blue and white grape pain Lokkin like (someone) So icy flex game Shawty we da new thang We da new atlanta We flexin yup! We ridin yup! We iced up and we ain't matchin They might snatch em They might grab em His name waka flocka flex We gotta have em [Repeat Hook:] [Oj Da Juice Man:] Ay, ay, ay Now we flexin Flex diamonds round my neck Young juice man And des diamonds I'm gone flex Red chain blue chain Got my shi* so icy chain 32 e.n.t and I made me a stupid chain Houses by da lake Diamonds like a snake Young juice man And he super duper straight And rich boy dogg You should buy his tape Oj da juice, gucci, waka flocka straight [Gucci Mane:] I be hoe huggin flexin Matcho man flexin Juice mane, gucci mane, flocka flame flexin Frenchie caught another boy So gucci bought a necklece I bought a roll roice And parked it on da? [Hook]