Waka Flocka Flame - f** n***a lyrics

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Waka Flocka Flame - f** n***a lyrics

(feat. Drecco & Lil Troup) [Hook: Waka Flocka] I said You a f** n***a You a-You a f** n***a You a f** n***a You a-You a f** n***a You a f** n***a You a-You a f** n***a You a f** n***a You a-You a f** n***a [x2] (I said) [Verse 1: Waka Flocka] Heard you were snitchin' I can't f** wit'cha Just bought a FM for a f** n***a I just bought that new [?] for you f** n***as I just seen your main b**h, I might f** with her You ain't keep it real when your partner went to jail Took the charge for you, you ain't even post his bail I was in the 9th grade in Clay Co. busting bail R.I.P. To Travis Scott, D. Marks[?] and fish scale I don't f** with rappers I don't want no features I don't do no swap-outs You ain't living what you rap 'bout Rap gang with me, so you know them racks out And you know them sticks out, I call Bruce[?] to blow your brains out [Hook x1] (I said) [Verse 2: Drecco] Young, rich n***a, I me Southside living that [?] Make [?] to that homie Flocka Told [?] clean up the street Even though we riding too deep Got 60 n***as under the seat And another 100 on the back seat You n***as really don't want beef Got 30 of the blue tip 30 of the red tip Got 4 pistols posted on my hip Greco, nino, I do not slip Hit 'em with the chopper make her do a whole front flip Say Drecco [?] be on the whole f** sh** [?] split, now I got a whole brick Back in the trap still selling these nicks Damn I’m special, I still on a n***a dick [Hook x1] (I said) [Verse 3: Lil Troup] You a f** n***a I don't f** wit'cha I don't trust n***a Run up out, bust n***as You a lame, I don't f** wit'cha You ain't heard that Hit them with that 40 p**y n***a bet you heard that b**h where them birds at I'm cooking dope I feel like Richard Porter, rich off selling, cooking dope We got that Perc we got that Xanax we got-gotta smoke [?] we rolling off that molly, let's turn up some more Everyday I roll that reefer I feel like Wiz Khalifa I got a foreign barbie with me, got some things to teach her I got her singing like a choir, I feel like a preacher No I don't f** with lame n***as so don't ask for features [Hook x2]

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