Free me see me throw da dueces hatin' Useless do sit keep da truth amazin' Dont trip wont slip no whoopsie daisy See da king fallen off u halucinatin' You wanna talk about paper lets do it baby 10 mil' at a time I'm use to makin' Tell em' mee maw jealous not gucci baby Goin hard in da spot like gucci baby Got sum true freaks wit me so cute in da face They lil bad ass call 'em my bossie babies M.d.m.a. they twerkilatin' I feed 'em dick they feed me turkey bacon Holla sak pase get worth from haitians Gotta coupe 20 mil' what its worth today Young tip young dro goin' turn da station On da phone wit my nigga lil turkey sayin dat...
I get so much money man these niggas cant beleive me Pocket bk double whopper so you know its cheesy And I be so fresh I got these bitches want to see me Everytime I hear them haters talking I say freeze me Oh you need to freeze me Polo polo freeze me
Time after time Oh you need to freeze me Polo polo freeze me Time after time
Where's your head at?
Don't let the walls cave in on you We can't live on, live on without you Don't let the walls cave in on you We can't live on, live on without you Don't let the walls cave in on you You get what you give that much is true Don't let the walls cave in on you You turn the world away from you
Where's your head at? (where your head at? where your head at? at? at? at? at? at? at?) Where's your head at? (where your head at? where your head at? at? at? at? at? at? at?) Where's your head at? (where your head at? where your head at? at? at? at? at? at? at?) Where's your head at? (where your head at? where your head at? at? at? at? at? at? at?)
Flocka flocka Waka waka waka Flocka Flocka Flocka Waka Flocka Waka flocka flame
Brick squad Gotta main bitch (and) gotta mistress (whateva) A couple girlfriends, I'm so hood rich Keep my dick hard, and keep me smoking [coughing] You'll get bills free shawty no jokin Ey what I stand for? flocka! (brick squad) I'm a die for this shawty man I swear to god In the trap with some killers and some hood niggas (whassup) Where you at? where your trap? you ain't hood, nigga Keep this shit 300, put that shit on my hood Crips fuckin with me, g's and the vice lords (brrrrrrrret) Eses in the meeko freestyle off da dome Brick sqaud waka flocka flame it's fuckin on!
I go hard in the muthafuckin paint I go hard, I go, I go hard I go hard in the muthafuckin paint I go hard, I go, I go hard
Yuh (yuh) Yuh (yuh) Yuh (yuh) Yuh (yuh)
Richer than the richest We certified gettin it cm ym cash money business Higher than the ceiling fly like a bird hit the gucci store And later get served We smoked out with no roof on it Them people passin so we smash on them Ballin out we keep the cash on deck Lamborghini and the bentleys on the v-set Louie lens iced out with the black diamonds Car of the year ferrari the new spider No lie I'm higher than I ever been Born rich born uptown born to win Fully loaded automatic 6 benz Candy paint foreign lights with my b-tch in Born hustlin too big n-gga to size me up Cant stop me more money burn em up
Now wait a minute (x5) You know you make me wanna Pop, pop, pop those thangs Pop, pop, pop those thangs Pop, pop, pop those thangs