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  • [Verse 1]
    I said my necklace iced out, my left wrist iced out
    Waka Flocka Flame stay out my lane because I'm thugged out
    *************s getting drugged out, you know what my clique bout
    Hit em wit a bottle stomp his mother******* lights out
    Hands on deck make a ************* pull a tool out
    Balling this year
    I ain't gonna stop until I fall out
    Wild out wild out, Gudda Gudda wild out
    Wild out wild out, Waka Flocka wild out
    [Refrain]
    Young Money, Bricksquad
    Young Money, Bricksquad
    [Bridge]
    Waka Flocka get jumped in the club
    Gudda, Waka Flocka
    [Verse 2]
    For the cash I'll wrap a ************* ass up
    Run up in his house Jim Carrey-style masked up
    We the new Wu-Tang, the new No Limit
    The new NWA, what's up Snoop and Dre
    Can't forget Eazy-E, Ice Cube's on my neck
    Fozzy screaming waka waka ************* I got that check
    I don't need no flex but I gotta ball
    Money Yao Ming, yes it's that tall
    But I'm gutta, gutta
    What's up Gudda Gudda
    I got rotten apple blood in my veins
    I reversed the slave route
    I'm from up north to down south
    No more mean mugs at my show sshowing green love
    Green flags, green love
    Su-woo to the people
    [Refrain]
    [Verse 3: Gudda Gudda]
    Young Money *************
    I'mma rep to the death
    You can see the YM tatted on my neck
    All my *************s wild choppas on deck
    Stomp a ************* out, demand I respect
    Me and Waka Flacka got the hand on the tec
    And it's cash on delivery so hand me my check
    ************* I don't talk much but when I do ************* pay me
    Big money heavy weight, you can ask Baby
    Birdman schooled me, Wayne told me do me
    And stack big paper up, no need for loose leaf
    My rubberband stacks can't fold into knots
    I decapitate the top with two hoes in the drop
    I'm countin up the money 'til my hands get blisters
    Told my ************* to come help me, we can count it up quicker *************
    Real ************* music they talkin we do's it
    Free my ************* Weezy and free my ************* Gucci
    [Refrain]
  • [Verse 1]
    I said my necklace iced out, my left wrist iced out
    Waka Flocka Flame stay out my lane because I'm thugged out
    *************s getting drugged out, you know what my clique bout
    Hit em wit a bottle stomp his mother******* lights out
    Hands on deck make a ************* pull a tool out
    Balling this year
    I ain't gonna stop until I fall out
    Wild out wild out, Gudda Gudda wild out
    Wild out wild out, Waka Flocka wild out
    [Refrain]
    Young Money, Bricksquad
    Young Money, Bricksquad
    [Bridge]
    Waka Flocka get jumped in the club
    Gudda, Waka Flocka
    [Verse 2]
    For the cash I'll wrap a ************* ass up
    Run up in his house Jim Carrey-style masked up
    We the new Wu-Tang, the new No Limit
    The new NWA, what's up Snoop and Dre
    Can't forget Eazy-E, Ice Cube's on my neck
    Fozzy screaming waka waka ************* I got that check
    I don't need no flex but I gotta ball
    Money Yao Ming, yes it's that tall
    But I'm gutta, gutta
    What's up Gudda Gudda
    I got rotten apple blood in my veins
    I reversed the slave route
    I'm from up north to down south
    No more mean mugs at my show sshowing green love
    Green flags, green love
    Su-woo to the people
    [Refrain]
    [Verse 3: Gudda Gudda]
    Young Money *************
    I'mma rep to the death
    You can see the YM tatted on my neck
    All my *************s wild choppas on deck
    Stomp a ************* out, demand I respect
    Me and Waka Flacka got the hand on the tec
    And it's cash on delivery so hand me my check
    ************* I don't talk much but when I do ************* pay me
    Big money heavy weight, you can ask Baby
    Birdman schooled me, Wayne told me do me
    And stack big paper up, no need for loose leaf
    My rubberband stacks can't fold into knots
    I decapitate the top with two hoes in the drop
    I'm countin up the money 'til my hands get blisters
    Told my ************* to come help me, we can count it up quicker *************
    Real ************* music they talkin we do's it
    Free my ************* Weezy and free my ************* Gucci
    [Refrain]