(Verse 1) [Waka Flocka Flame] Lenses on my face, I see you aviator haters Homies with the elevators, car Indiana Pacers Never rockin' alligators, just some red bottom Chucks Gone off a gram of mollies, I don't give a fuck Fo-fo-forty talk, when shit pop, you came with 'em, you better duck All I know is stay strapped, get money, and run it up Got my foreign choppas on my nigga Soulja Talkin bout Flocka then you know it’s game over BOW!
(Hook) (x2) [Wooh Da Kid] All I know get it, get it, got it, now it’s gone Keep a lot of straps ‘cause I know the war’s on Never cross the line, you know I’m my brother’s keeper Hurry, get 'em quick, this a message to the reaper
(Verse 2) [Wooh Da Kid] I’m from Jamaica, Queens, I’m looking for a queen I guess it’s only right, since Wooh da the king Yea Wooh da the man, better fit me in your plans Niggas sleeping on me, guess they fucked up on the Xans It’s time to wake em up, pour white coffee in a cup Every ball fly paper, it’ll leave you stuck Wooh da I’m the K-I-N-G BSM the army, be all that you can be Squad!
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(Interlude) [Waka Flocka Flame] 10 bands on line 1 20 racks on line 2 45 racks on line 3 75000 for a show, now that’s monopoly
(Verse 3) [Wooh Da Kid] Waka Flocka that’s my brother, fuck with him I put you under Wooh da packin' heat, but keep it neat like a thunder All I know get it get it, got it now it’s gone That’s my blood brother, it’s gon' be until we gone
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[Waka Flocka Flame] BOW BOW BOW BOW BOW BOW BOW BOW Head shot, head shot, red dot Hey boy, you came wit' 'em, you better duck wit' 'em, You better fight wit' 'em when I bust, nigga Do the ducking game man, money dance man, bands on deck BSM man, we get money man, 1-0-1-7 SQUAD