Waka Flocka Flame - Wrong One Ta Try Lyrics

Waka Flocka Flame - Wrong One Ta Try Lyrics

wrong one ta try if you don’t wanna die
wrong one ta try if you don’t wanna die
wrong one ta try if you don’t wanna die
wrong one ta try if you don’t wanna die
they ... sitting ..
you nigga steal tryin rob the ..
all the answers gonna f*ck the ..

.. snap that cash for .. wanna f*ck they gonna ... she fall money
.. young better .. take that all she like .. put .. they call me
.. the woman ..in the back of .. automatic
getting in the hood ak my shit .. play my shit

chorus:
wrong one ta try if you don’t wanna die
wrong one ta try if you don’t wanna die
wrong one ta try if you don’t wanna die
wrong one ta try if you don’t wanna die
they bite me make me come about the ..
grass ...city ..
nigga steal tryin roll the robs
i don’t answer .. f*ck the ..

ask my ex .. partner they say waka loco
make a doctor buying up your ..
shots fire drop .. niggas on the floor
thirty ..then i’m kicking down the dough
you don’t waka .. i turn it to the ..
would you try a foe you are man the ..
.. 44
stacks bills in the f*cking ..

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Waka Flocka Flame - Ferrari Boyz Lyrics

Waka Flocka Flame - Ferrari Boyz Lyrics Feat Gucci Mane

Holiday season!
Pyong! catch up!
It's gucci!

I'm in the yellow thang on the expressway
That bitch so nasty it might give a bitch road rage
Get out my lane: ferrari boyz
You see the chain: so icey boyz
I'm running in a mansion but I don't think I'm fancy
But I cut the blinker on and my diamonds dancing
Once upon a time, a little while ago
There was a nigga in a "rari with a pretty yellow ho
Got my head held up cause I think I'm handsome
But the media portraying me as charles manson
And I cut up?
But I'd rather pull up solo in the yellow 2-seater
Gucci!

Get out my lane! ferrari boyz
You see the chain: so icey boyz

Riding in the 'rari same color as bacardi
She don't like me, shawty, man she like my car
Damn near wanna fuck my chain, damn near wanna fuck my name
?
Deep-dish rims on my horses, mane
That's how me and gucci mane claim
Iced out?
How our bandana's like santana's, screaming out
"who wants some banner?"
Hit a million off my words, they love my country grammar
That's the antenna, but your rapping careers got static in it
I'm a walking meal ticket, just wait a minute
Bank account got commas in it
All that while? was in it
I hear em talking gangsta shit but I know they lame as hell
One thing I ain't gon?
Pussy nigga you sweet as hell
My name ring bells, my engine loud as hell
Shit, my 'rari cost about 230 bills...

Brick squad monopoly, that's my company
Bitch I'm buying all the property...

Waka Flocka Flame - Suicide Homicide Lyrics

Music Song Lyrics
Waka Flocka Flame - Suicide Homicide

You decide to keen your pride
I ain’t white ain’t got no patience
Raised on a grove I ain’t got a an education
24/7 trying to fuck a vacation
… real nigger why you go to the station
… why the fuck niggers hating
Can’t be pleasant … had to take them

Suicide pain, suicide rims
Suicide loud, I got them suicide friends
Suicide bitches they will kill for a nigger
Call it suicide run upon me for a nigger

Homicide … homicide …
Homicide your ass and put your ass on a shirt
Homicide ice, homicide life
Homicide your kids and you motherfucker wife, Gucci.