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Blood On The Leaves (Freestyle) - Waka Flocka Flame
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Blood On The Leaves (Freestyle) Waka Flocka Flame

Blood On The Leaves (Freestyle) - Waka Flocka Flame
[Intro: Nina Simone]
Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees
Blood on the leaves
Breeze, breeze
Blood on the leaves
Breeze, breeze
Blood on the leaves
Breeze, breeze
Black bodies
Swinging in the southern breeze, breeze
Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees
From the poplar trees
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka]
Flocka on that bullshit again
The preacher in the pulpit again
You fucking losers bout to forfeit gain
Your importance seems so enormous and then
Your cooperate friends pull up in that 'fuck is this?'
Turn pale when you see my fucking bucket list
Life is super sweet, smoke the finest sour
I'm 'bout to hand glide form the Eiffel tower
My silent hour when I'm on stage raging
They used to look down, now I see they face changin'
The bass banging
The game make them taste fame and
You niggas lame so I guess I have to say it layman
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