WAKA FLOCKA FLAME - Damn lyrics

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DAMN I'm iced up

DAMN I'm boomin

DAMN 32 and so icey must be

Waka Flocka Flame and my nigga Young Juice

And we keep dat good coke,

And we smoke the best weed

I was 9 years old guns sold like coke

H-A-T hit squad man dem niggaz cut throat

You can me on da grove with my nigga lil cap

Or my nigga triko, catch me in morrow (wud up)

She's a brain surgen she slurpen and burpen

My chain look like detergent, green and white, diamond bright

M-A-S-E made dis my chain look ridiculous

Green and white diamonds call dat shit da flocka chain

Soo woo to my blood you can call me da

Always wearin red and I always get dat money man

Waka flocka flame, waka flocka flame, waka flocka flame, betta rememba dat name

AYYYEEE man I'm posted in my traphouse

Pounds of the mid got me trappen in my weed

DAMN now we in my weed house move dat shit around now we trappin in my brick house

Man it's waka flocka flame, young juiceman and this ain't no game

YEAAA we're fucken boomin

Bustin bricks down and my diamonds extra fruity

Pull up in my hummer, damn I'm a stunner

8's on my hummer, shittin 4 da summer