WAKA FLOCKA FLAME - I Don't Really Care ft. Trey Songz lyrics

rate me

Throwing money in the air like I don't really care

Standing on the chair like I don't really care

Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller of the year

And haters everywhere but I don't really care

No I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't really care X 2

Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller of the year

And haters everywhere but I don't really care

Waka flockaaa!

I keep them bad bitches yelling it

Thugged out rich as hell plus I'm throwing dick

Dru dru druck as shit, everywhere I go I'm yellin bricksquad monopoly loud as shit

Throwing money in the air fuck it I don't care

50 for the ear rings that's 100 for a pair

Versace on my ass 2 bands for my underwear

Foreign cars foreign broads baller of the year

Sparkles on my champagne on independence day

I ain't really want yo number yo friend look better anyway

Throwing money in the air like I don't really care

Standing on the chair like I don't really care

Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller of the year

And haters everywhere but I don't really care

No I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't really care X 2

Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller of the year

And haters everywhere but I don't really care

Gotta stop, hold up too much money to fold up

Keep some green to roll up, I run it like a motor

You see the way I pull up, attention like a soldier

What you expect to happen now I'm swaggin on the sofa

I be so reckless, spend 100, 000 on my necklace

That mean my shit is colder, my neck froze polar

bear nigga yeah, baller of the year

And we can take it there nigga I ain't never scared

Throwing money in the air like I don't really care

Standing on the chair like I don't really care

Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller of the year

And haters everywhere but I don't really care

No I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't really care X 2

Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller of the year

And haters everywhere but I don't really care

I see them haters watching fuck it let them hate

Mean mug them back yellin out I'm gettin cake X2

10,000 worth of ones on the way, he ain't playin with

A check lil moma he just flexin, she came with you

She left with me, Uhhh, interception

He saying he gone kill me when he catch me but I

Don't really care I don't, I don't, I don't really care X 2

Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller of the year

And haters everywhere but I don't really carelly care.