Shawty looking like she want my chain; I smoke 'em like some Mary Jane.

Quote by Waka Flocka Flame

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Grove street villain nigga who you killin?

Grove street villain nigga who you killin?

When upon my bus got burned now he trying to sue me...brother Gucci, and my...I...

When upon my bus got burned now he trying to sue me...brother Gucci, and my...I...

Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga.

Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga.

Dick me? Pipe me? Naw that's unlikely.

Dick me? Pipe me? Naw that's unlikely.

Oh let's do it!

Oh let's do it!

Love that smell and that these haters blowing kush. I got muscle with my hood...

Love that smell and that these haters blowing kush. I got muscle with my hood...

I go hard in the mothafuckin' paint nigga, leave you stankin' nigga, what the fuck...

I go hard in the mothafuckin' paint nigga, leave you stankin' nigga, what the fuck...

My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk, rollin a lot I'm trying to...

My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk, rollin a lot I'm trying to...

So shawty what the fuck you want? Heard he talkin shit but this ain't what...

So shawty what the fuck you want? Heard he talkin shit but this ain't what...

These lame ass niggas ain't got no fight; Kick in my door we gon shoot...

These lame ass niggas ain't got no fight; Kick in my door we gon shoot...

Long hair she don't care. When she walks she gets this.

Long hair she don't care. When she walks she gets this.

Man these hatas blowin kush, I got muscle in my hood call me Flocka Bush.

Man these hatas blowin kush, I got muscle in my hood call me Flocka Bush.

Broke two years ago, now I'm worth a million!

Broke two years ago, now I'm worth a million!

Ask about flocka all the gurls feel him.

Ask about flocka all the gurls feel him.

They gone lay yo ass out rock you to sleep like a baby, Hit squad...

They gone lay yo ass out rock you to sleep like a baby, Hit squad...

Hey you got me in a trance, you take off yo pants. You pop on...

Hey you got me in a trance, you take off yo pants. You pop on...

Free my brother Gucci, and my nigga Boosie. I swear to God my life is...

Free my brother Gucci, and my nigga Boosie. I swear to God my life is...

I gotta a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me. Bottle keep poppin...

I gotta a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me. Bottle keep poppin...

I'm not playin boy; you know 'bout me boy, built to destroy.

I'm not playin boy; you know 'bout me boy, built to destroy.

Where you at? Where you trap? You ain't hood nigga.

Where you at? Where you trap? You ain't hood nigga.