lirik lagu waka flocka flame - f**k sh*t (feat.trouble & wooh da kid)
f-ck sh-t, yea i’m on that f-ck sh-t
get yo head cracked for that watch and that bracelet
f-ck sh-t, yea i’m on that f-ck sh-t
he makin songs bout me, when i see him he better duck b-tch
f-ck sh-t, yea i’m on that f-ck sh-t
stomp yo -ss out til the dj hit the lights
if he try me he can pulse his body
shootin cold my ivy, hands like i’m ali
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thrown off a molly once a n-gga try me
2 bad b-tches call me rooster in a rarri
my young boys sure they know karate
fake n-gga not me
in the hood find me, hanging with the real slugs
trap n-gga, come embrace us when you can’t find no rap n-gga
i can rap n-gga but still you pay no rap n-gga
adrian bruno with them hands, make you tap n-gga
getting money, even eating with the jets n-gga
alright, f-ck these n-ggas, they don’t really wanna take it there
pistols in the club, my young n-ggas they ain’t flyin fair
f-ck sh-t, f-ck sh-t – yea i be on it n-gga
take yo watch chain and ring, yea i condone it n-gga
squad!
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f-ck sh-t, yea i’m on that f-ck sh-t
get yo head cracked for that watch and that bracelet
f-ck sh-t, yea i’m on that f-ck sh-t
he makin songs bout me, when i see him he better duck b-tch
f-ck sh-t, yea i’m on that f-ck sh-t
stomp yo -ss out til the dj hit the lights
if he try me he can pulse his body
shootin cold my ivy, hands like i’m ali
()
f-ck sh-t, wooda on that f-ck sh-t
full metal jacket, everybody brought a duck sh-t
i don’t give a f-ck if your partner in the way
wooda throwin bullets, this just how the roundin play
ain’t probably thuggin, fat mack on tmz
step in n-ggas’ face, like he was the d-mn shis
i be on that f-ck sh-t, we be on that bs (squad)
hunned n-ggas gunnin if you disrespect bs (squad)
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f-ck sh-t, yea i’m on that f-ck sh-t
get yo head cracked for that watch and that bracelet
f-ck sh-t, yea i’m on that f-ck sh-t
he makin songs bout me, when i see him he better duck b-tch
f-ck sh-t, yea i’m on that f-ck sh-t
stomp yo -ss out til the dj hit the lights
if he try me he can pulse his body
shootin cold my ivy, hands like i’m ali
()
f – c k, s h i t
c r e dub, woo that smells trouble
woo that gotta be trouble
always on the f-ckery
you f-ck n-ggas never seem hot
them same b-tch holds, i’m screaming ah!
the one that i lean, squeezing that car 15
i made an offer on the shots i got
run a hoe here cuz these bullets are hot
put your p-ssies in a sh-t bag, what?! til you dig that
imagine a bunch of grownups in huggies, how you gon fix that?
they’re all gonna laugh at you, they’ll laugh at you
consequence when you cross that line, i been talkin sh-t on the low
blow your mind out, no timeout, you gon put yo head to the floor
flocka
you got a problem? no problem, i got em
f-ck sh-t!
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f-ck sh-t, yea i’m on that f-ck sh-t
get yo head cracked for that watch and that bracelet
f-ck sh-t, yea i’m on that f-ck sh-t
he makin songs bout me, when i see him he better duck b-tch
f-ck sh-t, yea i’m on that f-ck sh-t
stomp yo -ss out til the dj hit the lights
if he try me he can pulse his body
shootin cold my ivy, hands like i’m ali
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