Waka Flocka Flame - Inky lyrics

(at 0:29) ------------------------------------------ They call me inky, inky Write on me, write on me call me Couple ounces of that purple got that Sprite on me (X4) ------------------------------------------ (at 0:59) R-Red polo red rory my shirt they caught me horsin Baby bring three friends so we can have a foursome I f**ed em to my anthem hard in the paint f**ed her till the bed break Make that right leg shake You know how I do Bring a couple friends through Lemme know if it's cool Girl you a fool How you ride dick Got me sweatin' and sh** (at 1:21) I'm on that Gudda sh** Man I need a Gudda b**h triple cutz on da phone I'm on that purple sh** I'm out Gotta take another sip ------------------------------------------ They call me inky, inky Write on me, write on me call me Couple ounces of that purple got that Sprite on me (X4) ------------------------------------------ (at 1:58) Zoo'd Cryst. at Benihana's Stop flexin you be in a Honda Squad in the king the giant will spend about a hundred they got that long bread you got that short caine only thing i miss is money and my court date feel sick need a checkup n***a I can't spend it all cuz my check a n***a dumpin the ball better check up n***a I don't need no stress my respect up n***a I'm up early in the morning get my cab before the cereal said I gotta eat but I ain't talking cafeteria Imperial k**a cam in the cup Southside beat with the whammie in tha trunk b**hes in the back Got my man's in the front Baseball bat's 3 gram 1 hun This ain't your ordinary pistol Semi with the drums Flocka smoke like he got a chimney in his lungs ------------------------------------------ They call me inky, inky Write on me, write on me call me Couple ounces of that purple got that Sprite on me (X4) ------------------------------------------ (at 3:13) 4ozs of that drink Zoo me the sprite bad b**hes all around so we gonna f** tonight a couple black a couple spanish got a cup a white an' they all jumpin dick at the speed of light she say she lov me all because my body filled with ink i think king filled em with crazy need to see a shrink lot of smoke got a cup a yopps and a cup of paint Got my mind trippin out and I can't think i'm inked up tell em write on me no limit to my ink call me master p BSM Boys We worth a million You standin at the bottom That's a f**in filler Chris Benedict