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"Where It At"

"Where It At"


I don't care about no he say, she say
Chase this money, love dinero like my fucking dj

[Hook:]
Kick his door off the henges, lay it down
Heard you got that work, in this house, lay it down
Nobody move, everybody on the ground
And if a nigga act crazy, brains on the ground, motherfucker
Nigga, where the cash at, where the cash at
Nigga, where the cash at, I need all of that
Nigga, where the cash at, where the cash at
Nigga, where the cash at, I need all of that

How the fuck a soldier broke with a loaded pistol
Hope them goonies get you when them hollows hit you
The a squads they miss I bet my youngings hit you
I'm from playing county, bitch I want the issue
Fuck the police, fuck the police
I say it 2 times, all I know is grind
Bitch I gotta shine, crime pays
You couldn't walk a half of mile in these cool plays
Dark ray ban shades, I'm like fuck a hater
Hit a lick, hit a lick, stack this fucking paper
Amfens stay right by me, I call it my neighbor
Playin county, waka flame I'm the fucking man

[Hook:]
Kick his door off the henges, lay it down
Heard you got that work, in this house, lay it down
Nobody move, everybody on the ground
And if a nigga act crazy, brains on the ground, motherfucker
Nigga, where the cash at, where the cash at
Nigga, where the cash at, I need all of that
Nigga, where the cash at, where the cash at
Nigga, where the cash at, I need all of that

Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, bitch I'm bustin at em
Out lace I'm bustin at em, no talking, send them youngins at em
Only got one so we in his house
Niggas know I got a pistol in his mouth
Fuck nigga where the work at
You a lame nigga, don't deserve that
Don't cooperate, that's a dirt nap
Whole house I'm a sorry stack
Fuck, where the pounds and the t shirts at
This one man I did it for the track
Man the male lookin back, talk around the bullseye nigga get crack
What if a d bow act, maybay, keep a [?]
I'm thinking it, with a bitch I feel like diego
Fat boy swag like my nigga new
Gully boy for life call me rulee
You know my crew go hard, this [?] we gonn rep.

[Hook:]
Kick his door off the henges, lay it down
Heard you got that work, in this house, lay it down
Nobody move, everybody on the ground
And if a nigga act crazy, brains on the ground, motherfucker
Nigga, where the cash at, where the cash at
Nigga, where the cash at, I need all of that
Nigga, where the cash at, where the cash at
Nigga, where the cash at, I need all of that.
 
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"Whip Game"

"Whip Game"


[Verse 1:]
Bitch I'm out here [x2]
The bees in the trap bitch I'm out here
I'm sending a hunnid packs bitch I'm out here
We seek to dirty game, they ain't playing field
Pay a front with a [?]
Bitch I'm out here [x2]
Two bricks of molly for these diamonds in my ear
You niggas just rapping, ya'll not out here
Drums on the handguns, we ain't play field
Nigga we can take a deal
Pounds in the dashboard, pounds in the speaker
Tell the plug to call me, I get the game cheaper
I'm cooking up dough but all of my hands are pot
For the land 2 years I supplied the block
Red, blue, white lights that's the fucking cops
Rule number one shawty, don't fuck with opps
I'm cooking up dough but all of my hands are pot
For the land 2 years I supplied the block
Call my ese from the south side
He the reason why we eating nigga on the [?]
Only rapper rapping, I'm a bad boy like I'm [?]
Of course I take more shots than a college bar

[Hook 1:]
Whip game done made a lot of nigga rich
Whip game got me walking out with yo bitch
Whip game rollie cost more than a brick
Whip game got my young niggas with the shit
Whip game got me going hard in designer
Whip game got me blowing fresher] Cali fire
Whip game got me pulling up with a foreign
Whip game got me on the road like I'm touring

[Verse 2:]
Whipping up the yola
Ship it off to North Dakota
Iphone 6 my trap phone [?]
On a hotline like nigga [?]
Playing with my money hit em with the super sucka
Paints on baby red on a new Ferrari
Me and coke got it looking like I'm on safari
Put it in the a pot, remix it like a song
Nigga we don't sleep, we too busy putting it on
All squad shit, I'd rather get to the business
These niggas broke gotta focus on the bitches
Put it in the pot, I'm a show em how to whip it
Put it in the pot, I'm a show em where to ship it
Money stretch out real good like gymnastics
All up in the kitchen got me feeling like a chemist

[Hook 2 x2:]
Whip game done made a lot of nigga rich
Whip game got me walking out with yo bitch
Whip game rollie cost more than a brick
Whip game got my young niggas with the shit

Whip game got me going hard in designer
Whip game got me blowing fresher Cali fire
Whip game got me pulling up with a foreign
Whip game got me on the road like I'm touring
Like I'm touring
Like I'm touring
Whip game got me like I'm fucking touring
 
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"Whole Wide World"
(feat. Avery Storm)

"Whole Wide World"
(feat. Avery Storm)



[Verse 1:]
Thank God for the block and the street lights
The way them niggas treat me when my life wasn't right
When I was fucked up, everybody laughed
Now I got some money, niggas want a part of my cash
Kiss my ass, black mask,
When a nigga didn't have it, had to rob fast
On the block I'm tryina get it
Dope man's dream, 15 years, I've been tryina live it
Part of my pivot, if I came up wrong
Don't blame me for what I grew up in
I'm a product of my environment
Head first, yes, so I jumped all in
Then I picked up a pen and a pad
Changed a nigga life, I'm doing shows all over the world
Shit I feel invincible,
If these fans show you love like this, you would too
To my brother kwan, kao and ru
From me to you, you ain't gotta work a day in your life
That's why I go hard in the bunker booth
And when I do a show on the stage
Make these fans feel everything I wrote on the page
Yeah, kiss my ass nigga, this my year

[Hook:]
All I know is this struggle that rains rain
And I love my block cause on top
They the one save me
I gotta keep my grind just when I
Let them take it
And sure feel good to know they couldn't break me
I tell em how I feel, how I feel, how I feel
I feel invincible
How I feel, how I feel
I feel invincible
I tell em how I feel, how I feel, how I feel
I feel invincible
How I feel, how I feel

[Verse 2:]
Some say I'm illiterate, others say I can't count
Bet I know them numbers in my bank account
They say I can't rap, I agree
5 million later with no college degree
My friends, fans and family I can't go without
My grandma say the devil tryina take me out
I kept God first, always knew to bomb first
In every verse shawty get a vocal hearse
Follow quotes from these great men
Put me anywhere on God's green earth
I'm a triple my work, the son of devil
I can do whatever
Make money anywhere, through any weather
However people hating in and criticizing anything I do
Wanna blog about me, surround myself with positive energy
Get the negative away from me, nigga this my year, Flocka!

[Hook:]
All I know is this struggle that rains rain
And I love my block cause on top
They the one save me
I gotta keep my grind just when I
Let them take it
And sure feel good to know they couldn't break me
I tell em how I feel, how I feel, how I feel
I feel invincible
How I feel, how I feel
I feel invincible
I tell em how I feel, how I feel, how I feel
I feel invincible
How I feel, how I feel
 
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"Word To The Wise"

"Word To The Wise"


Two shots to his melon, Waka Flocka
Presidential flooded Benz's for my partners
For that dope and that Pyrex
The youngest in the projects
Will em' turn into pirates
Empty out your pockets
Murk you and ya partners
Roll ya body up in some carpet
Should've kept your mouth closed
Should've never started
Soon as I'm done I'm flipping in another cartridge
I'm a real shooter just call me James Harden
Don't mind me, my dog I'm just flossing
Better keep your distance
Proceed with caution
Fuck boy, fuck boy
Y'all just some fuck boys
Ain't gonna have it on me
Got ya' ass in a cup boy
Walk everywhere and my chain never talk, boy, talk, boy NEVER
Make a nigga heart beat acapella
Stomp a nigga out in Italian leather
You a street nigga then we birds of a feather
Make a girl fuck a girl just for the pleasure
I'm talking boss shit, real mob nigga
Turn your wife and money
Where your life guard, nigga?
El Chapo shit
Find your body parts, nigga
You ain't a drug dealer
You a rapping ass nigga
Just get cash rob your ass with no masks's
Spend a day in my hood probably won't last, nigga

[Hook:]
Squad!
UP!
Fuck nigga, I'm yelling out squad
UP!
Fuck nigga, I'm yelling out squad
UP!
Fuck nigga, I'm yelling out squad
UP!
Squad up, squad up, squad up
Squad up, squad up, squad up
Squad up, squad up, squad up
Word to the wise, don't fuck with mine
Word to the wise, don't fuck with mine

20K nigga every club that I walk through
Face card good every city that I walk through
One phone call have my young niggas off you
Clap him 33 times, round of applause you
RIP Shirts momma said that she lost you
Ain't gotta get my hands dirty, that's what a boss do
Told you fuck niggas this gon' cost you
I told you, fuck niggas this gon' cost you
When you get a nigga hit I'm the one you need to talk to
Real street shit what I brought you
Welcome to mi casa my Floor made of marble
200K
Good in the A
Good in the Bay
I'm a drummer King Kay slay [?]
Real nigga coming through, make way
Send them goons where you stay
In the bushes where they lay
Niggas know I don't play, man down
White flag, mayday
If you feeling some kind of way I'm sending Kenny B at em'
Send the B's
Send the C's
Send the G's lords at em
I don't do no talking I just make shit happen
Drop my name in the verse bet my shooters start clapping like BLOUW
You ain't eating with the squad, then it's fuck you nigga like BLOUW
I'mma say it with pride
I'mma yell it out loud

[Hook]
 
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"Work It Like A Pro"
(feat. Giggs)

"Work It Like A Pro"
(feat. Giggs)



[Hook: Waka Flocka]
Lil shawty, won't you work it, twerk it?
Break your back, arch your back like a pro
She do acrobatic tricks on that pole
Centre of attention, all eyes on you, this your show
Lil shawty, won't you work it, twerk it?
Break your back, arch your back like a pro
She do acrobatic tricks on that pole
Centre of attention, all eyes on you, this your show

[Verse 1: Giggs]
I'm with Wak in the place, got a bunch of green
I'm with Brick, I'm with Ace, I'm with Uncle Steve
Fuck a flashy suit, we're a bunch of Gs
Just a T-shirt, jumper, jeans
Drop it to the floor, make that pussy drop
Take it back to mine, watch that pussy pop
Is that pussy safe? No, that pussy's not
I don't even know what that pussy's got
Pussy stunner, posey stunner
AJ jeans, Dolce jumper
Wanna shoot and miss? You a dopey dumper
The way I switch flows, vocal jumper
I'mma fuck her for it, I ain't fussy for it
When that pussy's wet, I'm a sucker for it
Call me Lion King, turn Mufasa for it
Wanna sell that pussy? Then I buss her for it

[Hook: Waka Flocka]
Lil shawty, won't you work it, twerk it?
Break your back, arch your back like a pro
She do acrobatic tricks on that pole
Centre of attention, all eyes on you, this your show

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka]
I love long hair
Lock me in a room with two girls, truth or dare
The fuck if I care? Ain't no love over here
Drink in my cup with the weed in the air
Chill in her gear, Hermès she wear
£20,000 yellow [?] in my hair
Hop in that Rari, I'm switchin' that gear
Real street nigga, ain't no snitch over here
Always turned up, I can't turn down
Turn down for what?
If you split, I'll buy you a butt
Buy you some breasts, throw money up
Twerk-twerk-twerk-twerk girl for these bands
Work that pole, I'm the man
What's your plan? Who you with, girl?
Yo friends who gon' call you to the motherfucking ends
£1000, £2000, £3000, £5000
I'mma make it rain for £10,000
All you see is purple 20 dollar bills on the ground
Fucking with Giggsy, the realest in town
Smoke up the pound, loving them sounds
Disrespect, get your brother man down
I fuck with South London, don't get phased out

[Hook: Waka Flocka]
Lil shawty, won't you work it, twerk it?
Break your back, arch your back like a pro
She do acrobatic tricks on that pole
Centre of attention, all eyes on you, this your show
 
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"Workin"

"Workin"


I been workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be flirting nigga
Back my 'Rari out the driveway
500 pounds, 200 squares, John Gotti

I been workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be flirting nigga
I back my 'Rari out the driveway
500 pounds, 200 squares, John Gotti

Pussy ass nigga you ain't never jug
I'm a real Piru, ask Big Suge
I'm a real trapper, ask Victor Hill
For the thrill, I pop a pill, shoot at the ops to catch a kill (Hey)
I'm Waka Flocka, nigga
Kill a family member, shawty El Chapo nigga
Throw your sets in the air for my blockas nigga
Two shots of the [?] that go Flocka nigga
I'm on the block my nigga
Where the youngins going crazy, shooting cops my nigga
Red, blue, white flags like a Haitian killer
I will never back down, I'm from Clayco nigga

I been workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be flirting nigga
Back my 'Rari out the driveway
500 pounds, 200 squares, John Gotti

I been workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be flirting nigga
I back my 'Rari out the driveway
500 pounds, 200 squares, John Gotti

A lot of rappers start trapping it's like recess
Real jet boy I snatch the chain off your neck
Set the game for you niggas, that's a preset
Elm Street, Dirt Gang nigga that's the G set
I'm like Meech, my nigga
Bricksquad live off loyalty, fuck you niggas
Waka Flocka name still good in these streets
Five thousand shooters nigga, you ain't hard to reach
When it come to killers, got a fleet my nigga
Pull a chopper out, holes in your fleece my nigga
I know you thinking to yourself I'm a beast, my nigga
Hundred shootouts, we ain't never faced defeat, my nigga

I been workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be twerking nigga
Back my 'Rari out the driveway
500 pounds, 200 squares, John Gotti

I been workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be flirting nigga
I back my 'Rari out the driveway
500 pounds, 200 squares, John Gotti

Check his background, he ain't who he say he is
Acting hard to them youngins, come shoot up your shit
Boy I must admit a lot of rap
Early in the morning and my dog baking cookies
John Gotti
Wish he try me, cross the line, you a body nigga
Go against Waka Flocka, kamikaze
Hands like I'm Ali, south side where you find me
Heard they trying to take me off the streets, my nigga
Pussy niggas snitching, talking to police my nigga
Now the feds tryna kick in my front door
I got lawyer fees, burn money, case closed (Flocka)

I been workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be flirting nigga
Back my 'Rari out the driveway
500 pounds, 200 squares, John Gotti

I been workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be flirting nigga
I back my 'Rari out the driveway
500 pounds, 200 squares, John Gotti
 
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"Yayo"

"Yayo"


[Hook x2:]
Yayo, I don't sell that yayo
But I got a thousand pounds of loud on the way though
We all getting money so my shooters ain't on payroll
They shoot when I say so
Bitch I am from Clay Co

[Verse:]
Catch me out with a pack of B's
Catch me in traffic trafficking
The spot jumping call it trampoline
The gun got a XXL magazine
Brick Squad we love to party
You know how much money you could make off of molly
Grew up running through cuts and alleys
Now I'm getting loud shipped out straight from Cali
All came in grey bags left the trap with like eight bags
Vacuum sealed in them food savers
Y'all fake dealers we true players
Move the work 'til the work's gone
I love money I turn it on
I'm [?] don't ask me how I get all this money tax free
Bitch this the life we chose
All for the nice cars and the nicest clothes
Bob Barker knows that all my prices low
Selling crisp not blow you niggas [?] should know

[Hook x2]
 
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"You A Lie"
(with Slim Dunkin & Wooh Da Kid)

"You A Lie"
(with Slim Dunkin & Wooh Da Kid)



[Wooh Da Kid]
His gun bust, he lying
Cause when them shots ringed off, he was flying
AK's play don push his stomach through his spine
All over a nigga tryna get me for my shine

[Waka Flocka Flame]
Dese nigga's kill me, talkin bout they money
talkin bout they bitches, talkin bout they diamonds
Boy dese nigga's ain't shinin
That's yo brother shit,
Or your partna shit, You a worker bitch
Yeen never bust a brick in the trap
Yeen never bust a pound in the trap
Dets were your raps nigga
I could tell you a pussy, type of nigga go down the road and turn a sissy
You the type of nigga let yo girl but the drink
I'm in the club rockin chainz drinkin easter pink
Smokin blunts back to back wooskii bout to faint
I'm to high to hear yo award story's nigga get a drink

[Chorus]
Ya Lying, Ya Lying
Yeen never sell dope on the block
Ya Lying, Ya Lying
Yeen never hit licks and run from cops
Ya Lying, Ya Lying
Yeen from that side of town
Boy Ya Lying
You ain't gunning nigga's down
Boy Ya Lying
Yoon live that life stylethats write in rhymes

[Slim Dunkin]
Aye, You the type to go to jail and get yo ass took
Then come to Clayton County and get ya ass whoop
Nigga say he got that chevy on that 24
Seen that nigga in the hood on a skateboard
Nigga say he got that work, but he gotta work
Old ass nigga thats that grandaddy purp
You the type that get knock, cant get out of jail
Need to get a job, Yo trap slow as hell
Say you got them blocks, but u cant post bail
12 get that nigga, bet he gon tell
Shawty say he got a Benz, I'm like boy stop
Drove by and seen that nigga at the bus stop

[Chorus]

[Wooh Da Kid]
His gun bust, he lying
Cause when them shots ringed off, he was flying
AK's play don push his stomach through his spine
All over a nigga tryna get me for my shine
I'm boo'd nigga I'm straight
Pockets on E, I thought he was movin weight
Sharks to a guppy, Your career is just bait
It's a fucking closed casket, know me for a weight
Cant fail, I'm on my grind, we do it everyday like our life is on rewind
Wooh the kid straight, Bank Account fine
Think about robbing Ima pull a calibind

[Chorus]
 
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"Young Money / Bricksquad"
(feat. Gudda Gudda)

"Young Money / Bricksquad"
(feat. Gudda Gudda)



[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
I said my necklace - iced out
My left wrist - iced out
Waka flaka, best stay out my lane because I'm thugged out
Niggas gettin drugged out
You know what my clique bout
Hit em with a bottle stomp his mutha fuckin lights out
Hands on deck make a nigga pull a tool out
Ballin this year I ain't gon stop until I wild out
Wild out wild out gudda gudda wild out wild out
Wild out waka flaka wild out young money bricksquad young money

[Chorus:]
Young money brick squad [x2]
Young money [x3]
Brick squad
Young money brick squad [x2]
Brick squad [x4]
[Repeat]

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
Gudda waka flacka heyyy
For the cash I'll wrap a nigga ass up
Run un up in his house jim carrey style masked up
We the new wu tang the new no limits
The new NWA what's up snoop n dre
Can't forget eazy e ice cubes on my neck
Fuzzy screamin waka waka bitch I got that check
I don't needa flex but I gotta ball
Money yao ming, yes it's that tall
Yo I'm gudda gudda
Whatsup gudda gudda
I got rotten apple blood in my veins

[Chorus:]
Young money brick squad [x2]
Young money [x3]
Brick squad
Young money brick squad [x2]
Brick squad [x4]
[Repeat]

[Verse 3: Gudda Gudda]
Young money nigga I'm a rep till the death
You can see the ym tatted on my neck
All my niggas wild choppas on deck
Stomp a nigga out demand I respect
Me n waka flacka got the hand on the tech
N it's cash on delivery for handin my check
Nigga I don't talk much but when I do bitch pay me
Big money heavy weight you can ask baby
Birdman schooled me wayne told me do me
N stack big paper up no need for loose leaf
My rubberband stacks can't fold into knots
I decapitate the top with two hoes in the drop
I'm countin up the money till my hands get blisters
Told my bitch to come help me we can count it up quicka nigga
Real nigga music they talkin we do's it
Free my nigga weezy n free my nigga gucci
Young money

[Chorus:]
Young money brick squad [x2]
Young money [x3]
Brick squad
Young money brick squad [x2]
Brick squad [x4]
[Repeat]
 
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"Young Niggas"
(with Waka Flocka Flame)

"Young Niggas"
(with Waka Flocka Flame)



[Chorus: Gucci]
My pants saggin low like a young nigga
I'm twistin up the drough like a young nigga
I am in the club thirty deep like a young nigga
I'm still in the streets like a young nigga
Like a young nigga this one is for the young niggas
Where ya from nigga this ones for the young niggas [repeat]

[Verse: Gucci]
Yeah most my niggas rob they ain't gotta job
I got a couple young niggas that'll take the charge
So I don't bring a bodyguard I bring my entourage
Stop the track pause... R.I.P. to Camoflouge
I am about to pull my yellow 'rarri out the car garage
I got some young niggas that'll hide your body parts

[Verse: Flocka]
Twistin fingers in the club I'm a young nigga
Got them old niggas sayin I love that young nigga
Your whole click buyin shots y'all some broke niggas
Pants saggin, flag hangin I'm a young nigga
In the car strapped up with them guns nigga
We shootin at the police just for fun nigga

[Chorus: Gucci]
Yeah most my niggas rob they ain't gotta job
I got a couple young niggas that'll take the charge
So I don't bring a bodyguard I bring my entourage
Stop the track pause... R.I.P. to Camoflouge
I am about to pull my yellow 'rarri out the car garage
I got some young niggas that'll hide your body parts

[Verse: Flocka]
Ray Charles vision screamin wheres the competetion?
Lot of rappers on the corner man they swag missing
I'm on that young nigga shit, shiesty ass niggas at my shows run for bricks
Gucci said I'm going hard Flocka on this shit
Old school swag got these hoes on my dick
I'm allowed to pick I'm like which girl to get?
Pulled up on some onset yellow and black whip
I'm on my Wiz Khalifa shit, I don't do no papers
Fresh up on them papers, haters catch the vapours
Shoes alligator I'm talkin about Jordans
She ain't got enough swag shawtay can't afford em'

[Chorus: Gucci]
My pants saggin low like a young nigga
I'm twistin up the drough like a young nigga
I am in the club thirty deep like a young nigga
I'm still in the streets like a young nigga
This one is for the young niggers
Where ya from nigga this ones for the young niggas [repeat]
 
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