WAKA FLOCKA lyrics : "Out The Bag"
I'm smoking out the bag now, all my (*##$es bad now
All these rappers mad now, in my condo keeps them pills
To get some (*##$es running round
I'm smoking out the bag now, all my (*##$es bad now
Got these rappers mad now, in my condo keeps them pills
To get some (*##$es running round
[Verse]
My youngings $#&@ing run the town, you flex they gonna gun you down
Hit your block with a hundred rounds
Make you hardest ^!$$% in your hood lay it down
I'm flexing with a sack now, shooters on my payroll
Shooting at a snap now
I'm smoking out the pound now, my fingers I keep bad (*##$es wrapped now
I'm in the club, hunneds on the ground
Got a bad (*##$, slim waist her $$# round
Flocka in the club it's going down, young richie rich, keep a bad (*##$, waka flocka
[Hook]
I'm smoking out the bag now, all my (*##$es bad now
All these rappers mad now, in my condo keeps them pills
To get some (*##$es running round
I'm smoking out the bag now, all my (*##$es bad now
Got these rappers mad now, in my condo keeps them pills
To get some (*##$es running round
[Verse]
I'm riding in the ghost now, no rims just factory
Got the word that the $#&@ boys is after me
You gonna need an army thinking bout catching me
I came from the crack block, never talk to a cop
That's not me, ^!$$% disrespect then you know it's click pop
You know how a ^!$$% rock, tattoos diamond grill, and some dread locks, flocka
Grandma I ain't gonna stop, till that million dollar check get dropped in your mailbox
[Hook x2]
I'm smoking out the bag now, all my (*##$es bad now
All these rappers mad now, in my condo keeps them pills
To get some (*##$es running round
I'm smoking out the bag now, all my (*##$es bad now
Got these rappers mad now, in my condo keeps them pills
To get some (*##$es running round
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