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Waka Flocka Flame
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Call Waka
Ft：Cartel MGM, Gucci Mane & La Chat
[Hook：Gucci Mane]
Shawty want a eightball, tell her call Waka
Tell (x6)
Tell her call Waka
Shawty want a eightball, tell her call Waka
Tell (x6)
Tell her call Waka
Shawty want a eightball, tell her call Waka
Tell (x6)
Tell her call Waka
Shawty want a eightball, tell her call Waka
Tell (x6)
Tell her call Waka
[Verse 1: Cartel MGM]
Whipping through the cake in the black inner tube
All I see is cocaine money coming through
Pyrex pot make it do what it do
Re-rock the work, make one into two
Cartel got goons trapping out the back do'
18 for a deuce, 35 for a fo'
My bitch get mad cause she cooking all the time
Check the work out when my bitch hit a line
Million dollar cellie always stay ringing
Dope so good, got the J's always singing
What the fuck you on, shawty feeling on herself
Shawty want a eightball, tell her call Cartel
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
Selling weed and crack, fuck nigga, can't you tell?
Made my first 10,000 with a pocket scale
Hooked up with Cartel, now I got it by the bale
Where we from, shawty? Cutthroat Riverdale!
Where them niggas gangbang, roll dice and smoke kush
And these boys got power like they George Bush
In the trap with some Mary or cocaine
Them boys say they jacking, tell them we on the same thang
Still the same nigga, ain't shit changed
They think I won't cock back and blow out his brain
You fuck with Cartel, better yet, MGM
Kinto, Psycho, Brim. That's my partner them
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
[Verse 3: La Chat]
I chief-a the reefer, I blows on that dro-zo
I sip on that lean-o, I pop some them Rozo's
I get so high, bitch, I-I cannot lie, bitch
I pop a Superman and I believe that I can fly, bitch
I got to take a smoke, I take a pull and I inhale it
I don't fuck with that [?]shit, I don't want it if I can't smell it
What the fuck you smoking on? What the fuck you drinking on?
I'm smoking on fruit loop and I chase it down with Goose and 'Tron
And I'm with that huffing shit, I pop and roll and jump all night
I'll take you for your 5's and the 10's and the 20's and get my money right
I keep that green and dro, green and dope that'll make you choke
And I keep that icy watch, that'll make you want to rob your ho'
La Chat that high bitch, promethazine with codeine
Mix it wit some yellow and some Reagan, I'm a dope fiend
Yeah, I'm gon' keep it real, I get so wild, I'm full of pills
It's something that you gon' have to try and find out how I feel
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
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