[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & (Gucci Mane)]
(I'm back up in these streets, nigga, you know what the fuck it is)
'Cause Gucci Mane Laflare one hood ass nigga
I'm tatted up, dreads shaking, you know what the fuck it is
Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga
You know, you know, you know, you know what it is
'Cause Gucci Mane Laflare one hood ass nigga
(Gucci, Gucci, Mane, nigga), Waka Flocka Flame, nigga
(Don't act like you don't know my mothafuckin' name, nigga)
[Verse One: Gucci Mane]
My swag sick, so I sneeze on a ho
I'm a Rich Boy, I might throw some Ds on a ho
Never seen one of these, I'm not one of them wannabes
This ain't where you wanna be, then she can leave, beat your feet
On every beat I go honey-baked ham, I'm a beast
If it's beef, leave you shiftless, laying on the street
Is it hot in this mothafuckin' booth or is it me?
Me and Jazze Pha go way back like Jazz and T
Smoking weed in a leaf, bitches sweat me like I'm Keith
There's a very strong smell coming out the VIP
I'ma do it for the hood, I'm a product of the streets
We gon' put you up on game, all on the count of three
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & (Gucci Mane)]
(I'm back up in these streets, nigga, you know what the fuck it is)
'Cause Gucci Mane Laflare one hood ass nigga
I'm tatted up, dreads shaking, you know what the fuck it is
Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga
You know, you know, you know, you know what it is
'Cause Gucci Mane Laflare one hood ass nigga
(Gucci, Gucci, Mane, nigga), Waka Flocka Flame, nigga
(Don't act like you don't know my mothafuckin' name, nigga)
(I'm back up in these streets, nigga, you know what the fuck it is)
'Cause Gucci Mane Laflare one hood ass nigga
I'm tatted up, dreads shaking, you know what the fuck it is
Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga
You know, you know, you know, you know what it is
'Cause Gucci Mane Laflare one hood ass nigga
(Gucci, Gucci, Mane, nigga), Waka Flocka Flame, nigga
(Don't act like you don't know my mothafuckin' name, nigga)
[Verse One: Gucci Mane]
My swag sick, so I sneeze on a ho
I'm a Rich Boy, I might throw some Ds on a ho
Never seen one of these, I'm not one of them wannabes
This ain't where you wanna be, then she can leave, beat your feet
On every beat I go honey-baked ham, I'm a beast
If it's beef, leave you shiftless, laying on the street
Is it hot in this mothafuckin' booth or is it me?
Me and Jazze Pha go way back like Jazz and T
Smoking weed in a leaf, bitches sweat me like I'm Keith
There's a very strong smell coming out the VIP
I'ma do it for the hood, I'm a product of the streets
We gon' put you up on game, all on the count of three
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & (Gucci Mane)]
(I'm back up in these streets, nigga, you know what the fuck it is)
'Cause Gucci Mane Laflare one hood ass nigga
I'm tatted up, dreads shaking, you know what the fuck it is
Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga
You know, you know, you know, you know what it is
'Cause Gucci Mane Laflare one hood ass nigga
(Gucci, Gucci, Mane, nigga), Waka Flocka Flame, nigga
(Don't act like you don't know my mothafuckin' name, nigga)
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