Waka Flocka Flame, Future - Get High With Me lyrics
Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn
[Waka Flocka Flame, Future - Get High With Me lyrics]
Smoking crack I'm sick of bones
My dick big, my money long
These bad bitches love my dirty drawers
Make that ass clap round of applause
I love africans, let my money talk
Beggin' bitches that turn me off
Waka Flocka Flame how the squad balls
On the newest weed can't do a loss
If I wanna get it fuck what it cost
I got it nigga, I ain't runnin' out
Got the, and it full to the top
I take a Swisher cigarillo and
I think I can gut
Gotta put the red bottoms on her
But I ain't in a rush
She her bitch twerked in the tub
I got some dope in my system
Man I can't give it up
I'ma be the first nigga whip up
In that new Bentley truck
Hit her with 4-4 like no joke
Swear the lames got the game in a chokehold
I'm a different kind of
Breed gotta come true
No sleep I'm geeked when I come through
And these bitches get chopped like kung-fu
Throw you fingers up in the
Air with the sun roof
Whippin' that top with your left hand
Splash splash water splash splash
Dipped in water
She give me brain that was insane
Dipped my head in water
Ain't been the same since I
Put that cocaine on her
My trap house in the country
Got no dogs on it
I got a sofa and a TV and a stove in it
Gold rose on it
We got that old money, we got some old money
My new bitch is braver than me
Come and take this pill and get high with me
Come and take this pill and get high with me
I'm fucked up, I'm wasted
Im too drunk I can't drive
This girl low but I'm high
These Balmain's like Levi's
All I need is one plug
One trap, one cell phone
You ain't talkin' money nigga, don't talk
Seen the whole ticket on a smartphone
Smoking crack I'm sick of bones
My dick big, my money long
These bad bitches love my dirty drawers
Make that ass clap round of applause
I love africans, let my money talk
Beggin' bitches that turn me off
Waka Flocka Flame how the squad balls
On the newest weed can't do a loss
If I wanna get it fuck what it cost
I got it nigga, I ain't runnin' out
Whippin' that top with your left hand
Splash splash water splash splash
Dipped in water
She give me brain that was insane
Dipped my head in water
Ain't been the same since I
Put that cocaine on her
My trap house in the country
Got no dogs on it
I got a sofa and a TV and a stove in it
Gold rose on it
We got that old money, we got some old money
My new bitch is braver than me
Come and take this pill and get high with me
Come and take this pill and get high with me
My dick big, my money long
These bad bitches love my dirty drawers
Make that ass clap round of applause
I love africans, let my money talk
Beggin' bitches that turn me off
Waka Flocka Flame how the squad balls
On the newest weed can't do a loss
If I wanna get it fuck what it cost
I got it nigga, I ain't runnin' out
Got the, and it full to the top
I take a Swisher cigarillo and
I think I can gut
Gotta put the red bottoms on her
But I ain't in a rush
She her bitch twerked in the tub
I got some dope in my system
Man I can't give it up
I'ma be the first nigga whip up
In that new Bentley truck
Hit her with 4-4 like no joke
Swear the lames got the game in a chokehold
I'm a different kind of
Breed gotta come true
No sleep I'm geeked when I come through
And these bitches get chopped like kung-fu
Throw you fingers up in the
Air with the sun roof
Whippin' that top with your left hand
Splash splash water splash splash
Dipped in water
She give me brain that was insane
Dipped my head in water
Ain't been the same since I
Put that cocaine on her
My trap house in the country
Got no dogs on it
I got a sofa and a TV and a stove in it
Gold rose on it
We got that old money, we got some old money
My new bitch is braver than me
Come and take this pill and get high with me
Come and take this pill and get high with me
I'm fucked up, I'm wasted
Im too drunk I can't drive
This girl low but I'm high
These Balmain's like Levi's
All I need is one plug
One trap, one cell phone
You ain't talkin' money nigga, don't talk
Seen the whole ticket on a smartphone
Smoking crack I'm sick of bones
My dick big, my money long
These bad bitches love my dirty drawers
Make that ass clap round of applause
I love africans, let my money talk
Beggin' bitches that turn me off
Waka Flocka Flame how the squad balls
On the newest weed can't do a loss
If I wanna get it fuck what it cost
I got it nigga, I ain't runnin' out
Whippin' that top with your left hand
Splash splash water splash splash
Dipped in water
She give me brain that was insane
Dipped my head in water
Ain't been the same since I
Put that cocaine on her
My trap house in the country
Got no dogs on it
I got a sofa and a TV and a stove in it
Gold rose on it
We got that old money, we got some old money
My new bitch is braver than me
Come and take this pill and get high with me
Come and take this pill and get high with me
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