[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame]
Um, yeah, what?
If you love life like I love life, say "hell yeah"
I ain't hear you, man (what?)
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Put your hands up if you came to ball
We drinking white Remy 'til we motherfucking fall
Put your hands up if you love life
We buy bottles by the 20, we don't want no Bud Ice
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
My phone hot, them folks on my landline
Dropped 64 bands just to tell time
You a used-to-be, shawty, I'm what's popping now, get used to me
Pussy, you are history
So I called Wooh and Dunk
These rappers' singles sound like Flocka, crowd like, "Uh huh, yeah"
Shitting on my peers
Headlight diamonds in my ear, I fuck them by the pair, I swear
What I'm driving don't come out 'til next year
I'm in the two-seater, ice, tats and wife beaters, yeah
Old ass rappers need to retire
"30's the new 20", you a motherfucking liar
Call me Sire Waka Flocka Flame
Nigga tried to kill me, but his ese have no aim
I'm what's popping now, shawty, you a used-to-be
All I know is grind, you can call me Pusha T
Um, yeah, what?
If you love life like I love life, say "hell yeah"
I ain't hear you, man (what?)
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Put your hands up if you came to ball
We drinking white Remy 'til we motherfucking fall
Put your hands up if you love life
We buy bottles by the 20, we don't want no Bud Ice
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
What's popping? Baby, let me see you do it
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
My phone hot, them folks on my landline
Dropped 64 bands just to tell time
You a used-to-be, shawty, I'm what's popping now, get used to me
Pussy, you are history
So I called Wooh and Dunk
These rappers' singles sound like Flocka, crowd like, "Uh huh, yeah"
Shitting on my peers
Headlight diamonds in my ear, I fuck them by the pair, I swear
What I'm driving don't come out 'til next year
I'm in the two-seater, ice, tats and wife beaters, yeah
Old ass rappers need to retire
"30's the new 20", you a motherfucking liar
Call me Sire Waka Flocka Flame
Nigga tried to kill me, but his ese have no aim
I'm what's popping now, shawty, you a used-to-be
All I know is grind, you can call me Pusha T
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