WAKA FLOCKA FLAME - No Hands lyrics

rate me

feat. Roscoe Dash, Wale

[Chorus]

Girl the way you movin' got me in a trance

Dj turn me up ladies this yo jam (Come on)

Imma sip mascato and you gon' loose them pants

And Imma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Girl drop it to the floor I love the way yo booty go

All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move and I'll proceed to throw this cash

<i>[Waka]</i>

All that ass in those jeans can wale be

can Roscoe scheme

Long hair she don't care

When she walks she gets stares

Brown skin or a yellow bone

DJ this my favorite song

So Imma make it thunderstorm

Flood warning flacka here throw it fuck it I dont care

Chestes flying everywhere tap my partna Roscoe like bruh I'm drinking hell

Can't you tell, goose we been spent fifty stacks so fuck it

Well I'm tryna to hit the hotel with two girls that swallow me

Take dis dick when im swallow bay mascato got her freaky

Hey you got me in a trans, you take of yo pants

pop up on a handstand you got me sweating please pass me a fan DAMN!!

<i>[Chorus]</i>

Girl the way you movin got me in a trans

Dj turn me up ladies dis yo jam "com on"

Imma sip mascato and you go loose dem pants

And Imma throw dis money while you do it no hands

Girl drop it to the floor I love the way yo booty goooo

All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move and I'll proceed to throw this cash

<i>[Wale]</i>

She said look ma no hand, she said look ma no hands

And no darlin' I don't dance and I'm wit Roscoe I'm with Waka

I think I deserve a chance Imma bad motha fucka go and ask them mothafuckas

A young handsome mothafucka I slang that wood I just nunchuck'em

And who you with and what's your name are you not hip boo I'm wale

And that DC shit I rap all day, and my eyes red cause of all that haze

Don't blow my high let me shine drumma on da beat let me take my time

Nigga want beef we can take it outside, fuck it what broad these hoes ain't mine

Is you out yo mind, you out yo league, I sweat no bitches that sweat out weaves

Wear out tracks let me do my thing, I got sixteen for this roscoe thing

But im almost done let me get back to it

Hold lot of loud and a lil bag would, whole lotta money big tip by wood

I put it on a train little engine could BITCH!!!

<i>[Chorus]</i>

Girl the way you movin' got me in a trans

Dj turn me up ladies this yo jam (come on)

Imma sip mascato and you go loose them pants

And Imma throw this money while you do it no hands

Girl drop it to the floor I love the way yo booty go

All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move and I'll proceed to throw this cash

<i>[Roscoe]</i>

R-o-s-c-o-e mr.shawty put in on me

I be going ham shawty upgrade from bologna

Them niggas tippin good girl but I can make it flood

'Cause I walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Rain rain go away that's what all my haters say

My pockets stuck on overload my rain never evaporate

No need to elaborate most of these ducks exaggerate

But Imma get money nigga every day stuntin, nigga duck might get a chance after me

It's a baller like I'm commin' off a free throw, shook yo head in the game no cheat codes

Lambo roscoe no street code 'cause yo booty go me lost like nemo, go go go g-gone and do yo dance

And imma throw this money while you do it wit no hands IM GONE!!!

<i>[Chorus]</i>

Girl the way you movin' got me in a trans

Dj turn me up ladies this yo jam (Come on)

Imma sip mascato and you gon' loose them pants

And Imma throw this money while you do it no hands

Girl drop it to the floor I love the way yo booty go

All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move and I'll proceed to throw this cash

Thanks to Stephanie for these lyrics

Thanks to keyshia 808 for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to goza 8 for correcting these lyrics