WAKA FLOCKA FLAME - Where It At lyrics

rate me

I don’t care about no he say, she say

Chase this money, love dinero like my fucking dj

[Hook]

Kick his door off the henges, lay it down

Heard you got that work, in this house, lay it down

Nobody move, everybody on the ground

And if a nigga act crazy, brains on the ground, motherfucker

Nigga, where the cash at, where the cash at

Nigga, where the cash at, I need all of that

Nigga, where the cash at, where the cash at

Nigga, where the cash at, I need all of that

How the fuck a soldier broke with a loaded pistol

Hope them goonies get you when them hollows hit you

The a squads they miss I bet my youngings hit you

I’m from playing county, bitch I want the issue

Fuck the police, fuck the police

I say it 2 times, all I know is grind

Bitch I gotta shine, crime pays

You couldn’t walk a half of mile in these cool plays

Dark ray ban shades, I’m like fuck a hater

Hit a lick, hit a lick, stack this fucking paper

Amfens stay right by me, I call it my neighbor

Playin county, waka flame I’m the fucking man

[Hook]

Kick his door off the henges, lay it down

Heard you got that work, in this house, lay it down

Nobody move, everybody on the ground

And if a nigga act crazy, brains on the ground, motherfucker

Nigga, where the cash at, where the cash at

Nigga, where the cash at, I need all of that

Nigga, where the cash at, where the cash at

Nigga, where the cash at, I need all of that

Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, bitch I’m bustin at em

Out lace I’m bustin at em, no talking, send them youngins at em

Only got one so we in his house

Niggas know I got a pistol in his mouth

Fuck nigga where the work at

You a lame nigga, don’t deserve that

Don’t cooperate, that’s a dirt nap

Whole house I’ma sorry stack

Fuck, where the pounds and the t shirts at

This one man I did it for the track

Man the male lookin back, talk around the bullseye nigga get crack

What if a d bow act, maybay, keep a ...

I’m thinking it, with a bitch I feel like diego

Fat boy swag like my nigga new

Gully boy for life call me rulee

You know my crew go hard, this ...we gonn rep.

[Hook]

Kick his door off the henges, lay it down

Heard you got that work, in this house, lay it down

Nobody move, everybody on the ground

And if a nigga act crazy, brains on the ground, motherfucker

Nigga, where the cash at, where the cash at

Nigga, where the cash at, I need all of that

Nigga, where the cash at, where the cash at

Nigga, where the cash at, I need all of that.