WAKA FLOCKA FLAME - Spazz Out lyrics

rate me

[Hook]

I can be real nice, or I can be real mean

I can get down and dirty, or I could be real clean

I can get real quiet, or I could be real loud

Might just walk inside the club and just spazz out

Bitches errywhere when I spazz out

Bottles here and there when I spazz out

Money everywhere when I spazz out

Then I passed out

[Verse 1: Waka]

Seven chains on me (Flex!)

I could be Mr. T (Flex!)

My boys got no limit

I could be Master P (Flocka!)

I'm so fuckin' G (Uh!)

Bitches after me (Flocka!)

Paparazzi flashin' cameras, they all over me (Flocka!)

I could be drinkin' brown (What else?)

I could be drinkin' white (Oh, what?)

Bottom triple cup, drinkin' mud plus ice

Shawty, don't lose your life

Choose your words right

You could be in the ground with worms, niggas and ground mice

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[Verse 2: Chill Will]

These days I look at everything sideways

Custom street ? got them broads lookin' my way

They know Chill Will all about his dividends

Swag president, drug evidence

I'm a computer with this now, call me Dow Jones

When I compute her with your headlight in my zone

I done seen some things, touched some things you've never touched

I can roll the dice, hit numbers you ain't never bought

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[Verse 3: P Smurf]

I ain't choose the game, the game chose me

So, I been playin' in the game since I was three feet

My girl wash my clothes, and O's fallin' out my jeans

Good thing she ain't find it ? behind the ? machine

Between the devil and God, I don't know who to thank

So I just try to get money, I don't care who to bank

You oughta be glad I ain't robbin' and stealin'

Cause what I'm dealin', it got the palms of my hands peelin'

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