Lletres: Waka Flocka Flame. Damn.

(feat. OJ Da Juiceman)

[Hook: x2]
DAMN I'm iced up
DAMN I'm boomin
DAMN 32 and so icey must be [? ]
Waka Flocka Flame and my nigga Young Juice
And we keep dat good coke,
And we smoke the best weed

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
I was 9 years old guns sold like coke
H-A-T hit squad man dem niggaz cut throat
You can me on da grove with my nigga lil cap
Or my nigga triko, catch me in morrow (wud up)
[? ] boy dey wild man dey gutta and dey dirty
[? ] like the boy was a surgen
She's a brain surgen she slurpen and burpen
My chain look like detergent, green and white, diamond bright
M-A-S-E made dis my chain look ridiculous
Green and white diamonds call dat shit da flocka chain
Soo woo to my blood you can call me da [? ]
Always wearin red and I always get dat money man
Waka flocka flame, waka flocka flame, waka flocka flame, betta rememba dat name

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: OJ Da Juiceman]
AYYYEEE man I'm posted in my traphouse
Pounds of the mid got me trappen in my weed
DAMN now we in my weed house move dat shit around now we trappin in my brick house
Man it's waka flocka flame, young juiceman and this ain't no game
YEAAA we're fucken boomin
Bustin bricks down and my diamonds extra fruity
Pull up in my hummer, damn I'm a stunner
8's on my hummer, shittin 4 da summer
[? ]

[Hook]