WAKA FLOCKA FLAME - Tim Westwood Freestyle lyrics

rate me

Trippin off the molly with your fuck nigga try me

Got rules in new york, california and rally

2 turnt bad bitches all in a party

Playing with they nose it ain’t high off the bobby

Sorry you broke and I got money

Flexed all up with the blood red rarri

Young boy shit can’t ride a maserati

Everyday car fine spur in an audi

I’m from claiko where them boys get roudy

Disrespect me then your head got a bounty

No pussy niggas just real niggas round me

Keep my head above water for a nigga drown me

Down me, that’s a no no nigga

Love my boys no homo nigga

Pulled up no man’s dolo nigga

40 cal with me never solo nigga

Lend a couple shots now I’m holding this nigga

Waka flocka flame showing repping more realer

Grind down grow feeling like godzilla

Anyway, gas inhaling that killer

He trippin, can’t stand up on zans

Yams is good...you still that flag hanging out my pants, squad!