Waka Flocka Flame lyrics : "F*ck These N*ggas"
(Intro)
Check too big for them skinny jeans
She suck dick better when she out the beans
Brick squad monopoly, my home team
On red flag, drop the green
(Hook)
f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas
That's what I'm yelling out
f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas
That's what I'm yelling out
f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas
That's what I'm yelling out
Squad up in this (*##$, Freddy gang in this (*##$
(Flocka, Flocka, Flocka, Flocka)
Aye man we turnt the f*ck up man
f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas
Shorty f*ck these n*ggas
f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas
(Verse)
First off f*ck you and the clique you claim
BG, be here soon, we are quick to bane
n*ggas claim to make some gangstas but they took that ice
Walking through Jurassic Park, you might lose your life
Get to the whole name, (*##$ I'm snatch disgrace
And it's Jeezy to the death of me, afterlife
(*##$es deep fast deo, got a big ego
Welcome to Jurassic Park, which road bout the legal?
(Verse)
I ain't f*ckin with these haters, these haters can't fill my shoes
More dough spots in my hood than your city got schools
Cut these f*ckers like a game of spades
Wild pack, FETA gang ^!$$%, color is red
I be f*cking with these killers that's throwin the letter B
Tip yo $$# like some checkers, you direspectin the P
I've got a gon platoon, I call em blood hounds
They eat the peas by the pound, better calm down
(Hook)
f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas
That's what I'm yelling out
f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas
That's what I'm yelling out
f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas
That's what I'm yelling out
Squad up in this (*##$, Freddy gang in this (*##$
(Flocka, Flocka, Flocka, Flocka)
Aye man we turnt the f*ck up man
f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas
Shorty f*ck these n*ggas
f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas
(Verse)
^!$$% f*ck you want? So shoot you broke
Ain't got no hustle, you weak
Ain't got no muscle I met you
You know each trouble's a bubble
All know my Nikes' is f*ck you
If you don't like me I'm powered
You know bout I be f*ck yo (*##$ and then his wifey too
Two thousand on my head you gon need you some mo' money
20 thou under my bed and all of its hold money
I be on these n*ggas head, I be getting these show money
They ain't getting to they bread, why they swag if it's so bummy?
(Verse)
Chyeah f*ck these n*ggas and all this %#@! they pocket
I'm countin up all this cash, these broke n*ggas in there watch it
It's squad ^!$$% we deep, Cody here with that heat
Don't make me pull up on you
And beat yo $$# til you leap
To hell with all these f*ck n*ggas
Mad hell cuz we up ^!$$%
RIP to duck ^!$$%
In the squad we twerch ^!$$%
NFL no words ^!$$%
Try me once I bust ^!$$%
We 50 deep, that's 100 strap
What else can I say? Good Lord ^!$$%
(Hook)
f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas
That's what I'm yelling out
f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas
That's what I'm yelling out
f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas
That's what I'm yelling out
Squad up in this (*##$, Freddy gang in this (*##$
(Flocka, Flocka, Flocka, Flocka)
Aye man we turnt the f*ck up man
f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas
Shorty f*ck these n*ggas
f*ck these n*ggas, f*ck these n*ggas
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