RING ALARM! Those boys in the town
LIKE JOC, lay that *pussy nigga* down
I do not talk, I do not laugh, I just frown
From the eagle to the chopper, love that gun sound


Waka Flocka Ice or just murderman WEEZAY!


Run up on Gucci, you might loose your life
I'll do 7, you are in Heaven, I will not think twice
Murderman Flocka, I keep a heavy chopper
I'm down with so icalicious I'm a real top shot coller
Light skin rasta, move like the mobsters
Rob your booty for ganja, so give it up partner
I hang with da killers, we go ape like gorillaz
Yes I am going to rob you and then we might kill you
Always missing breakfast, eating some cereal
FLOCKA! WAKA WATA FLAME!


We are street thugging what the fudge is corporate thugging?
Homey dog g bojangles better stop all of that mean mugging
I say 2 words, shortys pussy
Love to shit, love to puss
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I will talk to a african before I put them in the dirt
Tell them what he did and why the fudge is he getting murked
50 rounds strapped make your life line flat
45 a african real quick call that Amtrak
I'll part a african quick I'll leave his booty stinking
murderman flocka what the fudge are these africans thinking
point blank range, do that poop without blinking
I'm thinking to myself why
the fudge are these africans hating

RING ALARM! Them boys in town
LIKE DICK, lay that vagina african down
I do not talk, I do not laugh, I just frown
From the eagle to the chopper, love that gun sound



Thanks to desire for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Antonio Luis Greer reppin Malibu in da house!!!!!! for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Mjb68 for correcting these lyrics

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