WAKA FLOCKA FLAME - Uh Huh lyrics

rate me

I aint finished, Im not finished nah Im not finished nigga

Bow,Bow,Bow. Bitch ass nigga

Gotta be stupid man right now man

Shout out 2 my surgeons man, shout out 2 bricksquad, shout out 2 my manager man, shout out 2 all the brothers, shout out 2 my motherfucking haters man

Im about 140 punds into the hole man

Dr Phil caught 102, The icey nigga took that shit, came up to 38

Nigga im 38 hot nigga, Black box shawty nigga

Waka flocka flame nigga, take off.

Verse 1

They call me shawty dread, better yet flocka

A handgun cant do it better use a chopper

This nigga had a 30 clip and used 1 bullet

Next time u pull it, aim for the head

Police need a statement, I cant talk 2 homie

Fuck a bestfriend, do it by my lonely

But they cant go phony, CB4 nigga

Actin like gusto, u super pussy nigga

Better then no rookie nigga

Hood legend like to Tookie nigga

White wrist like blue weed nigga

But i aint cripping though

Shoot your ass from head to toe

When I see you nigga

I heard they say this-that

I heard so many rumors

I heard so much bullshit

U got a dick or a clit

Better yet your clique on bitch, Pussy nigga

They call me Flocka i dont got no lyrics nigga

Trey blunt nigga i dont want no lyrics nigga

Riding in my box chevy

Aye thats my hood car, graduated from a hood star

These niggas get me mad

I dont mean to brag 30 bands I got swagg

My show 15 bands, corner every month

Motherfucker lets stunt

2 chains, 2 rings, 1 bright, 1 bracelet

Nigga u got gooch 4 brains

Hook

I throw money out my window just 2 front (Uh Huh)

Loud purp in the swisha, thats the blunt (Uh Huh)

I heard Im ugly but you cant call me broke (Uh Huh)

Waka Flocka Flame little shawty dope (Uh Huh)

Tay On the beat, Thats them stacks (Uh Huh)

Hit the strip club just 2 watch that ass clap (Uh Huh)

Niggas buck, we gon bleed him asap (Uh Huh)

This Rap shit booming like this shit a trap (Uh Huh)

Verse 2

Ok what the fuck to say

I got juice nigga, im the truth nigga

You can play Bishop nigga ima play Q

Elm street shawty ima die Pyru

G shit here nigga

You a square nigga you can never fit in my circle

Geeked up like im earkle, Off them triple stacks

Niggas saw off white, they aint never trapped

U can call me sneak dissing

This nigga answer back, he gon end up missing

On my tour bus, smoking weed and fucking hoes

Waka Flocka Flame booked up meet me at my shows

Fuck nigga its a go, Nigga im on everything

Damn there the hall of fame, Dont mix me for no lame

Bitch nigga stay out my lane, you rap nigga fuck your fame

You disrespect me ima put you in a picture frame

Fuck nigga, put you on a milk carton

We shooting pencils over here, no martial arting

Mazzarotti Martin, beamer or a benz

Pass it 2 nobody, Motherfuck a friend

(FLOCKA)Put no trust in them

I did that shit 1 time, almost lost my life

Crack rock but roll them dice

I got 3 jobs, stunt stunt stunt stunt

I throw money out my window just 2 front (Uh Huh)

Loud purp in the swisha, thats the blunt (Uh Huh)

I heard Im ugly but you cant call me broke (Uh Huh)

Waka Flocka Flame little shawty dope (Uh Huh)

Tay On the beat, Thats them stacks (Uh Huh)

Hit the strip club just 2 watch that ass clap (Uh Huh)

Niggas buck, we gon bleed him asap (Uh Huh)

This Rap shit booming like this shit a trap (Uh Huh)