WAKA FLOCKA FLAME - 50k (Remix) lyrics
rate meI’m drinking champagne one deep in my phantom ghost uh
Bad bitch with me wonder where my manners go turn Up
My youngings sick sick where the antidote hey geekin
Aiming at your top, bust you cantaloupe pussy
He forty-six and he's still selling dope og
How the fuck you balling with a car note? how the fuck?
I’m in the trap real shit where the felons go squad
Cury never had a job he always used a bow whip it
Them youngin’s run up in your house what it's hitting for
No mask just to let you know who did it ho
I’m from Riverdale all I know is get it in (iverdale
I got weed, I got mollies what you tryna to spend
[Hook]
50k for a show and my niggas sellin swag
She's a red bottom bitch Versace shirt, Birkin bag
I'm a get money nigga don’t use the card, or keep a tab
Before I leave my fucking house grab my pistol and my flag
Thumbing through the bands I be playing with a check, uh!
My foreign car painted flat black turn Up
My girl hopped out ass fat damn
Paparazzi keep flashing pictures Flocka
Broke niggas looking wanna be these niggas pussy
4 grams in my backwood I’m smoking
Millionaire nigga still keep it hood Riverdale
Pay the extra 60 for that steel hood
Phantom ghost got a nigga living good turn up
I bet your bitch want a nigga
Hey come here shawty
I bet she wanna fuck a nigga
Hey come here shawty
Never be a broke nigga hell naw
She like fuck go shawty see a platinum nigga
[Hook]
50k for a show and my niggas sellin swag
She's a red bottom bitch Versace shirt, Birkin bag
I'm a get money nigga don’t use the card, or keep a tab
Before I leave my fucking house grab my pistol and my flag
Thumbing through the bands I be playing with a check, uh!
Dope boy fresh heel on the scale shawty
Trap nigga, ass regn across the Riverdale
Bitch I still run the south, got them kneels at the house
Bunch of bad strippers bitches like to chill at the house
I don’t fuck with none of them suckers, but they bitches on my dick
Got my younging with me, bust at anything I tell him hit
Got my girl a .45, told her put it in her purse
Spend 350 on the fur, made a hunned for it...
Told flocka you can bring the shit and cash on the work
He brought 20 in the bag I said fuck it that will work
You don’t wanna be caught in my dope spot nigga
Talking bout you seen the bitch, get you both shot nigga
[Hook]
50k for a show and my niggas sellin swag
She's a red bottom bitch Versace shirt, Birkin bag
I'm a get money nigga don’t use the card, or keep a tab
Before I leave my fucking house grab my pistol and my flag
Thumbing through the bands I be playing with a check, uh!
