WAKA FLOCKA FLAME - Ferrari Boyz lyrics

rate me

Holiday season!

Pyong! catch up!

It's gucci!

I'm in the yellow thang on the expressway

That bitch so nasty it might give a bitch road rage

Get out my lane: ferrari boyz

You see the chain: so icey boyz

I'm running in a mansion but I don't think I'm fancy

But I cut the blinker on and my diamonds dancing

Once upon a time, a little while ago

There was a nigga in a "rari with a pretty yellow ho

Got my head held up cause I think I'm handsome

But the media portraying me as charles manson

And I cut up?

But I'd rather pull up solo in the yellow 2-seater

Gucci!

Get out my lane! ferrari boyz

You see the chain: so icey boyz

Riding in the 'rari same color as bacardi

She don't like me, shawty, man she like my car

Damn near wanna fuck my chain, damn near wanna fuck my name

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Deep-dish rims on my horses, mane

That's how me and gucci mane claim

Iced out?

How our bandana's like santana's, screaming out

"who wants some banner?"

Hit a million off my words, they love my country grammar

That's the antenna, but your rapping careers got static in it

I'm a walking meal ticket, just wait a minute

Bank account got commas in it

All that while? was in it

I hear em talking gangsta shit but I know they lame as hell

One thing I ain't gon?

Pussy nigga you sweet as hell

My name ring bells, my engine loud as hell

Shit, my 'rari cost about 230 bills...

Im lane changing

Chain swangin'

Brick squad monopoly, that's my company

Bitch I'm buying all the property...