Showing posts with label Waka Flocka Flame. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Waka Flocka Flame. Show all posts

Waka Flocka Flame - Rooster In My Rari Lyrics

Rooster In My Rari Lyrics by Waka Flocka Flame

Pay for what, girl you better pay for this dick
She the type to fall for two Zans in an outfit
I’m with the Zans crew, so it’s hunneds on the floor
My hoes is off in the mo, I be balling hoe

Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Okay, uh, flex, these hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them
These hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them

I don’t like your kid, you a boogie hoe
All in my face like a groupie hoe
Can’t do one girl need a group of hoe
She a fool when she on that pole
Break it down, drop it low
Clap that, do it slow
Ran out of ones I’ma order some mo
Shawty got good friends on her honor roll
And … with moves like that no, girl you a pro
Hundred bands in my pocket, just to let you know
I’m too turnt, everything’s a go
What it’s gonna be, what it’s gonna cost
Everything’s on me, my god believe
We’re bricksquad monopoly

Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Okay, uh, flex, these hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them
These hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them

I stay flexin iced out with a bank roll
Drunk as fuck everything’s slow mo
Black girls, white girls at my show
Even got latin girls in the front row
Throwin throwin throwing dough
Throwing dough, throwin dough
Throwing dough, throwin dough
Bitch I said throwing stacks
Flocka, her hair long and her ass fat
She screaming broke niggas that way
Where the ballers at, fuck her all night
And never call her back
Homerun the pussy every time I swing my bat
Squad, and if it’s good I’ma double-back
Desperately I need some Zans, where my da-da at
Squad, if it’s good, I’ma double-back
Flocka, desperate needs for them Zans, where my Da-Da at

Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Okay, uh, flex, these hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them
These hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them.

Maino Ft. Waka Flocka - We Mobbin Lyrics

We Mobbin Lyrics by Maino Ft. Waka Flocka

Mobbin mobbin a hundred d we mobbin
Make way cause we comin through
In the club we mobbin
Mobbin mobbin a hundred d we mobbin
Make way cause we comin through
In the club we mobbin
Mafia mafia be a part of my mafia
Make way cause we comin through
Mobbed up we the mafia
Mafia mafia be a part of my mafia
Make way cause we comin through
Mobbed up we the mafia

The Cataracs Ft. Waka Flocka - All You Lyrics


All You Lyrics by The Cataracs Ft. Waka Flocka

I see you looking but you trying to act cool, right
You don’t even care what a dude right,
Prolly wanna pick, prolly want 2 right
If the girls get ugly and the mood right
Lil moon light go ahead and let it go
I don’t mean to come across too sexual, oh, oh
But that’s … Epic though
…Volcanic, hot lava, burning up, i can serve it up
Like look i am your father
Only if you wanna, take a trip in each other waters
Take this bedroom and turn it into a sauna

She’s sending me dreams, a … Want that
She said hey boy, you’re drinking too fast
And we can take it slow, you’ll never be alone
She’s telling me … Lift me up, all you tonight
Feel that come, all you tonight
Get me slow, all you tonight
All you

If i wanna, i’ma get it, tell the waitress i’m up, quit that bullshit, bend that ass down
…It’s a round of applause, i can do it with no hands
I go hard in the pay, she ain’t even gotta change
Talk about yourself, bring a couple friends
… In japan, … I’m the man, ask your man
Pop it, pop it down, make that ass clap, clap
Make that ass clap, clap

She’s sending me dreams, a … Want that
She said hey boy, you’re drinking too fast
And we can take it slow, you’ll never be alone
She’s telling me … Lift me up, all you tonight
Feel that come, all you tonight
Get me slow, all you tonight
All you
All you tonight
Feel that come, all you tonight
Get me slow, all you tonight
All you

If i wanna, i’ma get it, tell the waitress i’m up, quit that bullshit, bend that ass down
Bend that ass down
All you tonight
Feel that come, all you tonight
Get me slow, all you tonight
All you
All you tonight
Feel that come, all you tonight
Get me slow, all you tonight
All you.

Waka Flocka Flame Ft. Trey Songz - I Don't Really Care Lyrics


I Don't Really Care Lyrics by Waka Flocka Flame Ft. Trey Songz

Standing on the chair like i don’t really care
Got bitches by the pair, i’m baller of the year
And haters everywhere but i don’t really care
No i don’t, i don’t, i don’t, i don’t really care x 2
Got bitches by the pair, i’m baller of the year
And haters everywhere but i don’t really care

Waka flockaaa!
I keep them bad bitches yelling it
Thugged out rich as hell plus i’m throwing dick
Drunk as shit, everywhere i go i’m yellin bricksquad monopoly loud as shit
Throwing money in the air fuck it i don’t care
50 for the ear rings that’s 100 for a pair
Versace on my ass 2 bands for my underwear
Foreign cars foreign broads baller of the year
Sparkles on my champagne independence day
I ain’t really want yo number yo friend look better anyway

Throwing money in the air like i don’t really care
Standing on the chair like i don’t really care
Got bitches by the pair, i’m baller of the year
And haters everywhere but i don’t really care
No i don’t, i don’t, i don’t, i don’t really care x 2
Got bitches by the pair, i’m baller of the year
And haters everywhere but i don’t really care

Gotta stop, hold up too much money to fold up
Keep some green to roll up, i run it like a motor
You see the way i pull up, attention like a soldier
What you expect to happen now i’m swaggin on the sofa
I be so reckless, spend 100, 000 on my necklace
That mean my shit is colder, my neck froze polar
Bear nigga yeah, baller of the year
And we can take it there nigga i ain’t never scared

Throwing money in the air like i don’t really care
Standing on the chair like i don’t really care
Got bitches by the pair, i’m baller of the year
And haters everywhere but i don’t really care
No i don’t, i don’t, i don’t, i don’t really care x 2
Got bitches by the pair, i’m baller of the year
And haters everywhere but i don’t really care

I see them haters watching fuck it let them hate
Mean mug them back yellin out i’m gettin cake x2

10,000 worth of ones on the way, he ain’t playin with
A check lil moma he just flexin, she came with you
She left with me, uhhh, interception
He saying he gone kill me when he catch me but i
Don’t really care i don’t, i don’t, i don’t really care x 2
Got bitches by the pair, i’m baller of the year
And haters everywhere but i don’t really carelly care.