Waka Flocka Flame

[fox69]

"Real Down Ass Girl"

"Real Down Ass Girl"


[Girl:]
Hold his weed I smoke his purp(FLOCKA)
I ride all day while my nigga work(WHY)
He pay mah bills he pay mah rent... (AND)
When he trap I hold his stacks
He call me his down ass girl

[Waka:]
Yes that is mah down ass chick
She ain't gotta work no mo
Rent free bills free school tuition is on me
Traphouse runnin so hard you would think that shit is on E
Pills I work deals I'm worth uh mill thanks to mah lady
I'm certified with dem babies
Shawty park a highway crazy
Wen she touchdown when she get back
I'm a take ha out I'm a take ha shoppin
I'm a give ha dis I'm a give ha dat
Jaguar Nascar Hotcar yes!
Gucci bag Loui bag Fendi bag Yes!
Deserve so fresh deserve so fresh

[Girl:]
I hold his weed I smoke his purp(FLOCKA)
I ride all day while my nigga work(WHY)
He gives me this he gives me that(AND)
When he trap I hold his stacks
Waka I'm yo down ass girl

[Waka:]
I love the way you hug me
Love the way you kiss me
Love the way you rub me
Even love the way you fuck me
[Muah] blow one back at me
[Muah] thank you baby
You mah trap girl
You mah down chick
You mah bad bitch
Call her Ms Flocka
I'm the doctor She mah Patient
Let's get it poppin on a vacation
Private Jet baby any location
You go trickin I go treatin
You go trickin I go treatin
Me nd Ms Flocka do dis shit every weekend
Me nd Ms Floack do dis shit every weekend
Me nd Ms Floack do dis shit every weekend

[Girl:]
I hold his weed I smoke his purp(FLOCKA)
I ride all day while my nigga work(WHY)
He gives me this he gives me that(AND)
When he trap I hold his stacks
Waka I'm yo down ass girl

[Waka:]
Baby.!

 

[fox69]

"Real Nigga Love"
(feat. Too Short)

"Real Nigga Love"
(feat. Too Short)



[Intro:]
Brake your back bitch

[Verse 1:]
Now what them real niggas like?
Molly's in my liquor
Prescription pills and weed
That's a real nigga drug
Show some pussy make a real nigga throw it up
Throw it up
Show some love
Just because you a bad bitch
Just because you on your grind girl
I respect everything you do
Work mama
Work mama
Work mama
Get them bands ho
Work mama, work mama
Slip them grands ho
We caught eye contact
I walked up on her like
"Girl you got one bright future"
I'm her boyfriends nightmare, Freddy Kruger
Pussy good so I bust up with a broken back [?]
Beat the pussy, Lex Luger
Boom, boom, boom
Get low like some 808s
Got the squares out my circle now my paper straight
Bitch, I got work on layaway
Bitch, I got work on labor day

[Hook:]
Molly's in her liquor
Prescription pills and weed
That's a real drug
I got all the bad bitches
I got all the real niggas
Turn her house into a club
Turn her house into a club
She don't want a scrub she want that real nigga love
She gave me mouth in the tub
Then she walked out, kissed you like "Whaaaat?!"
Turn her house into the club
Turn her house into a club
Turn the house into the club
"Nigga whaaaat?!"
Turn her house into a club
"Nigga whaaaat?!"

[Verse 2:]
Eyes big like Kermit the Frog's
All them molly's and them bars
I was chillin' and hanging with stars
Crystal don't come in them bags, they come in jars
She came four times, that's a par
Ass so big you can see from far
No bar after party in the back seat of my car
And you got VIP tickets
Pussy knee deep in it
Cut my hands stomp my feet in it
Fall asleep in it
Might pass out in it
Going hard like the 9th inning
Spend the night in it

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Too $hort]
I'mma throw a party at her momma house
Her momma fine I'mma put in her momma mouth
Short dog, I stay with the hoes
But never in my life will I stay with a ho
I'm on the go
Middle of the summer with some snow
Popping pills and these bitches want blow
Whatever I gotta do to get the party started
The bitch never stopped once the party started
Up all night doing hella shit
And when she came out them clothes she was hella thick
Bitch was drunker than me on TMZ
And if you seen that shit boy I was hella lit
She said: "Why the call you Short, you got hella dick"
If you ain't sucking on it bitch it's irrelevant
She started sucking me up for the hell of it
And I busted in the face of that pretty little yellow bitch

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Real Recognize Real"

"Real Recognize Real"


[Verse 1:]
Aye, I be turnt up
Aye, I be turnt up
I hit hard like Sam Gumby
Kick game like I'm brand winning
Too inhibit, psychological termen
Either rap or no Jeffrey Dom
It's over Riverdale, Grove Street
Just a big Z, no I'm on the map
Put my hood, G's up
Bees up and hoes down
M.O.B. money over bitches
Can't get down to these pussy niggas
Don't fuck 2 things, police is snitches
Small glass man, no Willie Lynches
I'm a style but paper got me feelin richer
You know, so my dogs got all locked up
Just last night we were turnt up
Poppin bottles and a nigga like what
14000 in the air, pick it up
Next morning call the plane, now we locked up
Goddamn goddamn I thought that fucked up

[Interlude:]
See when I tell a nigga man you take gun was alike
Still tryin, don't know what the fuck gon happen man
5 hours later, 3 hours later
You know, 30 minutes later
You know, this shit be crazy nigga
You gotta hold your ass nigga, you know what I mean
Every bitch that look bad
Nigga ain't gonna be good for you nigga
Skip a ho nigga
You know I don't know right rims, or mine factory
Man I wear to a plain jane nigga
Get your motherfuckin head here, planned on me
Uh

[Verse 2:]
I put yo dick in the dirt, make yo mama cry
Put you in that black box, wear the suit and tie
Fuck with Waka Flocka, dough house outside they gon while
3 3 3 350000 when I drove by
Every chance I get, shorty I just turn up
Make the wrong move, Bruster he gon burn ya
Bullets beat your chest
Slap yo face like turnup
They like Waka really not that hard
'Cause all he talkin bout er
I'm like boy I wish you try it
Hollow tip your diet
Turn this fuckin club into a motherfuckin riot
Every time yo baby mama see a nigga she excited
Every she want and need in this world I can buy it

 

[fox69]

"Realest Shit I Wrote"

"Realest Shit I Wrote"


[Hook:]
Now this the realest shit I ever wrote
My best friend I grew up was strung out on coke
Now this the realest shit I ever wrote
Why everybody I with grew up down the road
Now this the realest shit I ever wrote
All my hits I made till today I never wrote
Now this the realest shit I ever wrote
I've been through so much shit
I could stand in the rain and ill soke so pray that I don't go wrong

[Verse 1:]
I've been through so much shit lord please don't let me go bro
I'm from Clay County we don't yawn niggas don't die ho
Turn up
They don't ride no country nigga
They don't ride I'm from Clay county nigga
I came from nothing but the song
And now all these niggas wantin' somethin
When I was young I got the dollar menu and some noddles nigga
When it come to shoes every six months
Me and my brothers got a new pair
I'm blessed to be standing here

[Hook:]
Now this the realest shit I ever wrote
My best friend I grew up was strung out on coke
Now this the realest shit I ever wrote
Why everybody I with grew up down the road
Now this the realest shit I ever wrote
All my hits I made till today I never wrote
Now this the realest shit I ever wrote
I've been through so much shit
I could stand in the rain and not so pray that I don't go wrong

[Verse 2:]
Come on help 'em come on come on check
Hundred thousand in my mail box
Bless my niggas locked up in a box
I could never be a snitch man don't finger cops
This the realest shit I ever wrote
Lord want my child best for strung I go cold
I'm just looking for some answers
I'm just looking for some answers
They kill my daddy kill my mother
Bust my auntie cuff
Get the HIV then took my bitch away from me
So I'm poppin' pills, drinking liquor, smoking weed
'Cause I'm stressed out mentally

[Hook:]
Now this the realest shit I ever wrote
My best friend I grew up was strung out on cold
Now this the realest shit I ever wrote
Why everybody I went grew up down the road
Now this the realest shit I ever wrote
All my hits I made till today I never wrote
Now this the realest shit I ever wrote
I've been through so much shit
I could stand in the rain and not so pray that I don't go wrong

 

[fox69]

"Red Ferrari"
(feat. Sosay & Chaz Gotti)

"Red Ferrari"
(feat. Sosay & Chaz Gotti)



[Hook:]
Most of these girls like to argue
See, I don't really argue (nah)
She's makin' faces while she take this dick
So many real niggas, girl, it's hard to pick (why?)
Girl, turn up like an after party
Girl, turn up like an after party
She said she never drove foreign
So I introduced her to my red Ferrari

[Verse 1:]
Girl, turn up – why don't you pop these pills?
Girl, turn up like an after party
Girl, turn up, let these hoes know
Even though it ain't your concert, turn it to your show
Ooh, girl...
Ooh, girl...
She make Giuseppes look like six inches
Blog sites, TMZ, now they takin' pictures

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Introduced her to that 'Rari, introduced her to my crib
Introduced her to that molly now she's takin' off her shit
Let's get lost in the moment, girl
I'm with it, if you with, say I own it, girl
(I ain't doin' no playin')
Tonight it's all on you
Really, it's on me
I ain't payin' for no pussy
That pussy payin' for me
Put that pussy where I want it, girl
Put that pussy where you want it, girl
Tonight I own it

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
(Hold up, hold up) Introduced her to that lifestyle
Girl, you fuckin' with a Gold Member, not no lifestyle
So just play your position, I'm a go crazy in that pussy
While I'm in it, you my witness
I'm a have you sayin' "ooh..."
Ooh, girl...
Ooh, girl...
Almost paid her tuition
My work magic, magician
Make this disappear, she with it

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Rich Gang"

"Rich Gang"


[Hook: x2]
Rich Gang nigga, Rich Gang nigga
Rich Gang nigga, Rich Gang nigga
Rich Gang nigga, Rich Gang nigga
Countin money, getting money – ain't no thang nigga

[Verse 1:]
Homie said she real, baby tryna phone or pop this pill
Niggas on your hunned dollar, write my will
Splurge game in this bitch, it's Johnny Gill
Hundred pounds of kris, go sip baby still
Every other month off me – half a mill
So I don't do drugs, if the k ever show
Start this blow, that's all I know
I'm a go hard, what these fuck boys say?
Cover it up, he a fool with the K
Lay a nigga trap, that's where he gon lay
Snap this chick, that fritolay
Woa man nigga, that's a dirty game way
I be shootin niggas since back in '08
Seein through these niggas, I can tell that they fake
New clientele, gotta catch me a plate
I'm 2 seconds ahead, you 1 second late
On that kind of money, Shawty I can't wait
Act that way, move out my way
5000 choosin, move when I say
I ain't sparin no niggas, tryna fuck it
And I run my way, no way Jose
Look for me, you MIA
Shit is going up, that DOA

[Hook: x2]
Rich Gang nigga, Rich Gang nigga
Rich Gang nigga, Rich Gang nigga
Rich Gang nigga, Rich Gang nigga
Countin money, getting money – ain't no thang nigga

[Verse 2:]
Flashin red flags round my Bentley rims
I come outside and I'm on CNN
Spend 2 Benjamins on my team with tams
Left the block, came back, new chain, it's me again
Versace my glasses like I'm Junior Mafia
Grindin from the bottom and I eat with mobsters
King crab legs like they chicken wings
10 model bitches at the mezzanine
BSM, I'm rich forever
I got a bad bitch, she a do whatever
I'm so club, make the bitch fuck for no cheddar
Hoes say you actin different, Rich Gang bitch I'm stackin different
Got hood rich on the west game, right after that them checks came

[Hook: x2]
Rich Gang nigga, Rich Gang nigga
Rich Gang nigga, Rich Gang nigga
Rich Gang nigga, Rich Gang nigga
Countin money, getting money – ain't no thang nigga

 

[fox69]

"Rooster In My Rari"

"Rooster In My Rari"



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 done chewed them, lames better salute them

I don't like your kind, 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'm a 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 done chewed 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'm a double-back
Desperately I need some zans, where my da-da at
Squad, if it's good, I'm a 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 done chewed them, lames better salute them.

 

[fox69]

"Rotation"

"Rotation"


[Intro:]
Yeah
Drinkin', drinkin', drinkin'
The lifestyle, you know I'm saying?

[Verse 1 - Future:]
Let's pop us some molly together
Let's boot up, let's boot up
Let's boot up, let's boot up
Fuck us some bitches together
Count up these riches together
Trap out that 'Rarri together
Trap out that 'Rarri like HA!
Jump out that 'Rarri like AH!
Trap out that 'Rarri like AH!
We put all these bitches in rotation
We pourin' it up, we in rotation
Flooded my wrist with a gold face
I told her [?] rotation

[Hook - Future:]
Let's turn up on all these bitches
Let's turn up, let's turn up on all these bitches
Let's turn up on all these bitches
Let's turn up, let's turn up on all these bitches
Let's turn up on all these bitches
Let's smoke some, let's pop some with all these bitches
Let's po' up with all these bitches
Let's drank some, let's drank some with all these bitches
Let's turn up on all these bitches
Let's turn up on all these bitches
Let's do it, let's do it with all these bitches
Let's turn up on all these bitches
Let's smoke, let's drank with all these bitches

[Verse 2 - Future:]
Sittin' in the back of the Phantom, we rolling the holy dope
That mula, that mula, like me and young Flocka we fuckin' it up on a Rolley though
Fuckin' it up with my comrades
Dirty money for them cops
Fuckin' R&B pussy
Now it gotta young nigga goin' pop
I'm straight out the gutta like 88
I know the streets like a navigation
My trap doing numbers, they fascinating
Catch me pourin' up my medication
Trippin' and fallin' in the penthouse
Lost in the ghetto, tryna find a way out
Freebandz!
Lost in the ghetto, tryna find a way out

[Verse 3 - Waka Flocka Flame:]
They looking at me for the way out
Drum on that bitch with the K out
Bandanna wrapped 'round my head
Bandanna wrapped 'round her head
Shoot at your head, not your legs
Future, let's chop up this bread
They fuckin' with you, make they bed
He scrambling dope like it's eggs
I'm running the play
The ball in rotation
You know that I'm shooting
Like I'm on location
I be on that paper like I'm on probation
You loving these hoes, the squad in rotation
The squad so amazing, so haters like fuck up
You hold 'em in trust and we fuck 'em like... fuck 'em
I duck 'em, I duck 'em
Cause bitches be hunting
I'm blunted, I'm stunting
Cause I came from nothing
I done it, I did it
My shooters is with it
I handle my business
I get it, I get it
I get it, I get it
I get it, I get it
I made it, I got it, you know that I get it

[Hook - Future]

 

[fox69]

"Round Of Applause"

"Round Of Applause"


Round of applause baby make that ass clap
Drop it to the floor make that ass clap
Round of applause baby make that ass clap
Drop it to the floor make that ass clap
Let me see you
Bust it [6x]
Baby drop it to the floor
And
Bust it [6x]

Bounce that ass shake that ass like the tweark team
Hair long ass fat shawty mean
That girl look like hally berry when I'm on no means
When I hit the scene girls yelling and they scream
Flocka can you be my baby daddy pimpin like I'm dolemite hoes jump in my caddy.
Smoke like I got cataracts
In the strip club throwin up them stacks
I got racks on top of racks, bust that pussy make that ass
Clap clap clap
I ain't done with you baby bring that ass back
Still got twenty still got 50 even got those hundreds
Throw sum money throw sum money I'ma let it go
Waka flocka flame better know as mr.let it go

[Chorus:]
Round of applause baby make that ass clap
Drop it to the floor make that ass clap
Round of applause baby make that ass clap
Drop it to the floor make that ass clap
Let me see you
Bust it [6x]
Baby drop it to the floor
And
Bust it [6x]
Corner stacks omg smh when I'm them stage pourin rose all on her ass
Round of a applause baby pop that pussy drop it down for me do a split
Do you smoke girl got a zip white Remy Martin who wanna sip...
.45 on my hip but I get one deep and every word I say is slurring.
Vision man is blurring.
Drunk too much liquor smoke too much weed bitch on to much E
I'm so high! Roll the beat beat.
And double strip club shawty I'ma big tiper
Two hundred and I pull down my zipper
Shawty say she love me and she wanna meet my crew
BRICKSQUAD nigga is where we go hard

[Chorus:]
Round of applause baby make that ass clap
Drop it to the floor make that ass clap
Round of applause baby make that ass clap
Drop it to the floor make that ass clap
Let me see you
Bust it [6x]
Baby drop it to the floor
And
Bust it [6x]

Bounce that ass shake that ass like the tweark team
Bust it bust it like the tweark team
Bust it bust it like the tweark team
Bricksquad monopoly shawty that's my home team
Smokin that gangsta green can't do no g told
I need a classy girl but in the bed she gotta be a freak tho
Bust it bust it lay down on that flow girl
Bust it bust it give me sum mo head girl

Round of applause baby make that ass clap
Drop it to the floor make that ass clap
Round of applause baby make that ass clap
Drop it to the floor make that ass clap
Let me see you
Bust it [6x]
Baby drop it to the floor
And
Bust it [6x]

[Chorus:]

 

[fox69]

"Round Of Applause (Remix)"
(feat. Drake)

"Round Of Applause (Remix)"
(feat. Drake)



[Intro: Waka Flocka]
(Burp) Excuse Me
Shorty wanna hmmmm
Alright lets go in the club man
aye bro you got a swish
Bro, how many 1′s you gettin bro
Alright fuck wit me Ill see you in then
(Uhhhh)

[Chorus: Waka Flocka]
Round of applause, baby make that ass clap
Drop it to the floor, make that ass clap
Round of applause, baby make that ass clap
Drop it to the floor, make that ass clap
let me see you, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Baby drop it to the floor and
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bu-bust it, bust it
Drop it down and just,

[Verse 1: Drake]
Uhhhhh bust it like you cant afford a car,
You a star, you look in a mirror you know who you are, Right?
Cool, take it low, take it way lower than that
I fly private when I go, ain't no layover on that
Yeah I made it to the top, took a seat still sittin’
Man I'm up in stadium in DC still tippin,
She coulda paid tuition 5 times, still strippin
I just throw a couple bills and she’ll have a pair a heels? (Ohh No)
There I go, magic trickin on yo ass, throwin every president except for Nixon on yo ass
Make you rich I feel I should make commission on yo ass,
Wonder what you’d ever do If I went missin’ on yo ass, huh?

[Chorus: Waka Flocka]
Round of applause, baby make that ass clap
Drop it to the floor, make that ass clap
Round of applause, baby make that ass clap
Drop it to the floor, make that ass clap
let me see you, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Baby drop it to the floor and
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bu-bust it, bust it
Drop it down and just,

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka]
Bounce that ass, shake that ass like the twerk team
Hair long, ass phat, shawty mean
That girl look like Halle Berry when I'm on them beans
When I hit the scene girls yellin’ and they scream
Flocka can you be my baby daddy?
Pimpin like I'm dolemite, hoes jump in my caddy
Smoke like I got Cataract, In the strip club throwin up them stacks
Got racks on top of racks, bust that pussy make that ass clap, clap, clap
I ain't done wit you baby bring that ass back
Still got 20′s, still got 50′s, even got them 100′s
Throw some money, throw some money, Imma let it go,
Waka Flocka Flame better know as Mr.Let It Go

[Chorus: Waka Flocka]
Round of applause, baby make that ass clap
Drop it to the floor, make that ass clap
Round of applause, baby make that ass clap
Drop it to the floor, make that ass clap
let me see you, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Baby drop it to the floor and
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bu-bust it, bust it
Drop it down and just

[Verse 3: Waka Flocka]
Bounce that ass, shake that ass like the twerk team
bust it, bust it, like the twerk team
bust it, bust it, like the twerk team
Bricksquad monopoly, shawty that's my home team
All the smokers they gangsta green, Cant do no G talk
I need a classy girl in the bed she ain't gotta be a freak hoe
Bust it, bust it, Lay down on that floor girl
Bust it, bust it, gimme some more head girl

[Chorus: Waka Flocka]
Round of applause, baby make that ass clap
Drop it to the floor, make that ass clap
Round of applause, baby make that ass clap
Drop it to the floor, make that ass clap
let me see you, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Baby drop it to the floor and
Bust It, bust it, bust it, bust it, bu-bust it, bust it
Drop it down and just.