Dem Skrapz Waka Flocka Flame (Ft. Future)

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[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Them scraps, them scraps, them pistols be around me
Them scraps, them scraps, them pistols be around me
Them scraps, them scraps, them pistols be around me
Made my partner knock down your homie, down your homie
Made my partner knock down your homie, down your homie
Made my partner knock down your homie

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Fuck my codeine, pulled up all black nigga, [?]
In the bushes so low key, he pulled a hopped out with that stick, OV
I pull up to your trap B, in a black jeep
Let it run like an athlete at a track meet
I’m loose as a goose, they say Flocka brazy
I’m head in hands, and you either scared or lazy
I put in work, nigga put in work
Catch me on the turf, boy we in the field
If the price is white you can spin the wheel
My dinner meals is your rent
I take a mile if you sip an inch, how much you need?
I take a mile if you sip an inch, how much you need?

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Them scraps, them scraps, them pistols be around me
Them scraps, them scraps, them pistols be around me
Them scraps, them scraps, them pistols be around me
Made my partner knock down your homie, down your homie
Made my partner knock down your homie, down your homie
Made my partner knock down your homie

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