[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Damn, I'm iced up, damn I'm booming
Damn, 32 and So Icey moving units
Waka Flocka Flame and my nigga Young Juice
And we keep that good coke and we smoke the best weed
Damn, I'm iced up, damn I'm booming
Damn, 32 and So Icey moving units
Waka Flocka Flame and my nigga Young Juice
And we keep that good coke and we smoke the best weed

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
I was nine years old, guns sold like coke
H-I-T, Hit Squad, man, them niggas cut throat
You can catch me on the Grove with my nigga Lil Capp
Or my nigga Triko, catch me in Morrow
Fab 5 boys, they wild, yes, they gutta and they dirty
Shad bit them down like that boy was a surgeon
She's a brain surgeon, she slurping and burping
My chain look like detergent, green and white, diamond bright
M-A-S-E made this, my chain look ridiculous
Green and white diamonds, call that shit the Flocka chain
32 E-N-T, call that shit the Juice Cake
S-I-B President, call that nigga Waka Flame
SuWoo to my Bloods, you can call me the down south gang
Always wearing red and I always get that money, mane
Waka Flocka Flame, Waka Flocka Flame
Waka Flocka Flame, better remember the name
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!
Login Register
Log into your account
And gain new opportunities
Forgot your password?