More songs by Waka Flocka Flame
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Vocals: Wooh Da Kid
Lyrics and translation
Original
I'm on. I talk about to slap the mic, man. This shit slapping.
I'm bouta blast -the mic. -Waka.
Wooda.
-Kid. -Triple F life, man.
Waka Flocka, real blood brothers, man.
Flocka.
-Shoot me crazy. -My Lord talk to me.
Do I gotta have that vest on? Ride around with that tech on. My pistol is my backbone.
My mama told me, my friends ain't really my friends. They not gonna ride to the end.
Can't take a L, gotta win. My Lord talk to me. Do I gotta have that vest on?
Ride around with that tech on. My pistol is my backbone.
My mama told me, my friends ain't really my friends. They not gonna ride to the end. Can't take a L, gotta win.
My Lord talk to -me. -My, my dreads shaking left and right.
My dreads shaking left and right. My dreads shaking left and right.
My dreads shaking left and right. My dreads shaking left and right.
My dreads shaking left and right.
Bitch, I'm down to, b- b- bitch, I'm down to count a couple of millions.
Own a couple of buildings. Shawty, do you feel him? Shawty, you can't see him.
We're in 2020. Still that same nigga on the block screaming out, "Who need a 20?
" Took one loss, so I gotta floss.
Diamonds stupid big, like Rick Ross. Kept that hairy weed, ain't no scaring me.
Waka Flocka Flame, bitch, I run these streets. Shawty, I am these streets, daddy named concrete.
Ten toes down, standing on these two feet.
No pen and pad, just thoughts on this Sizzle beat. Shawty talking loud, but I know this nigga beneath me.
Crowd going wild, screaming, "Waka Flocka. " Love them gun sounds, Gucci pass the chopper.
Shock the world like Bronco, when my song went number one.
I swear on Ru, son, I keep -this shit Pirus. -My Lord talk to me.
Do I gotta have that vest on? Ride around with that tech on. My pistol is my backbone.
My mama told me, my friends ain't really my friends. They not gonna ride to the end.
Can't take a L, -gotta win.
My Lord talk to- -I don't know what y'all niggas take me for. What you take me for? Cash is all I know. Turnt up, though.
You said I'm straight, better empty that safe.
If I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take. Since my auntie passed on me, my first loss was the last on me.
Green flag on me. Mama always said, "Better get that dough.
" Fuck friendship if it's about that dough. If you ain't Brick Squad, then we ain't that close.
Swear me on my right side, you know that my backbone. Put a Southside track on.
Monopoly, yeah, yeah, yeah, you better catch on. 'Cause I done passed GO. All about my cheese, you know
Nino, he need that cash flow. I'm an asshole, that's just the hoos, nigga.
This one for my troops, nigga.
Nino Cahoos, nigga. Two claps and salute, nigga. Yeah, Nino Cahoos, nigga. DJ Chose.
My Lord talk to me.
Do I gotta have that vest on? Ride around with that tech on. My pistol is my backbone.
My mama told me, my friends ain't really my friends. They not gonna ride to the end.
Can't take a L, -gotta win. My Lord talk to me. -Same daddy, same mother.
I feel your pain, we lost a brother. Aunt gone from the red ribbon.
We all we got, we need each other. Waka King, Waka Flocka. Real shit, we blood brothers. Big Chu, Kale Red,
Little Rod, shit, same mother. DA, Miss A, managed to put us out.
My chains a blackout. Waka's flame, you can't put out. Please, Lord, save me.
I see my life fading away. Please, Lord, change me. I'm a man at the end of the day.
Can't fail, I ride around with that strap, that's my backbone. Can't lose, I gotta win.
My strap blown like a saxophone.
K- King James, Yahzee, I swear we straight for life. Have fear, beware for my boys, I give my life.
My Lord talk to me. Do I gotta have that vest on? Ride around with that tech on.
My pistol is my backbone. My mama told me, my friends ain't really my friends.
They not gonna ride to the end. Can't take a L, gotta win. My Lord talk to me.
English translation
I'm on. I talk about to slap the mic, man. This shit slapping.
I'm bouta blast -the mic. -Waka.
Wooda.
-Kid. -Triple F life, man.
Waka Flocka, real blood brothers, man.
Flocka.
-Shoot me crazy. -My Lord talk to me.
Do I gotta have that vest on? Ride around with that tech on. My pistol is my backbone.
My mama told me, my friends ain't really my friends. They not gonna ride to the end.
Can't take a L, gotta win. My Lord talk to me. Do I gotta have that vest on?
Ride around with that tech on. My pistol is my backbone.
My mama told me, my friends ain't really my friends. They not gonna ride to the end. Can't take a L, gotta win.
My Lord talk to -me. -My, my dreads shaking left and right.
My dreads shaking left and right. My dreads shaking left and right.
My dreads shaking left and right. My dreads shaking left and right.
My dreads shaking left and right.
Bitch, I'm down to, b- b- bitch, I'm down to count a couple of millions.
Own a couple of buildings. Shawty, do you feel him? Shawty, you can't see him.
We're in 2020. Still that same nigga on the block screaming out, "Who need a 20?
" Took one loss, so I gotta floss.
Diamonds stupid big, like Rick Ross. Kept that hairy weed, ain't no scaring me.
Waka Flocka Flame, bitch, I run these streets. Shawty, I am these streets, daddy named concrete.
Ten toes down, standing on these two feet.
No pen and pad, just thoughts on this Sizzle beat. Shawty talking loud, but I know this nigga beneath me.
Crowd going wild, screaming, "Waka Flocka. " Love them gun sounds, Gucci pass the chopper.
Shock the world like Bronco, when my song went number one.
I swear on Ru, son, I keep -this shit Pirus. -My Lord talk to me.
Do I gotta have that vest on? Ride around with that tech on. My pistol is my backbone.
My mama told me, my friends ain't really my friends. They not gonna ride to the end.
Can't take a L, -gotta win.
My Lord talk to- -I don't know what y'all niggas take me for. What you take me for? Cash is all I know. Turnt up, though.
You said I'm straight, better empty that safe.
If I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take. Since my auntie passed on me, my first loss was the last on me.
Green flag on me. Mama always said, "Better get that dough.
" Fuck friendship if it's about that dough. If you ain't Brick Squad, then we ain't that close.
Swear me on my right side, you know that my backbone. Put a Southside track on.
Monopoly, yeah, yeah, yeah, you better catch on. 'Cause I done passed GO. All about my cheese, you know
Nino, he need that cash flow. I'm an asshole, that's just the hoos, nigga.
This one for my troops, nigga.
Nino Cahoos, nigga. Two claps and salute, nigga. Yeah, Nino Cahoos, nigga. DJ Chose.
My Lord talk to me.
Do I gotta have that vest on? Ride around with that tech on. My pistol is my backbone.
My mama told me, my friends ain't really my friends. They not gonna ride to the end.
Can't take a L, -gotta win. My Lord talk to me. -Same daddy, same mother.
I feel your pain, we lost a brother. Aunt gone from the red ribbon.
We all we got, we need each other. Waka King, Waka Flocka. Real shit, we blood brothers. Big Chu, Kale Red,
Little Rod, shit, same mother. DA, Miss A, managed to put us out.
My chains a blackout. Waka's flame, you can't put out. Please, Lord, save me.
I see my life fading away. Please, Lord, change me. I'm a man at the end of the day.
Can't fail, I ride around with that strap, that's my backbone. Can't lose, I gotta win.
My strap blown like a saxophone.
K- King James, Yahzee, I swear we straight for life. Have fear, beware for my boys, I give my life.
My Lord talk to me. Do I gotta have that vest on? Ride around with that tech on.
My pistol is my backbone. My mama told me, my friends ain't really my friends.
They not gonna ride to the end. Can't take a L, gotta win. My Lord talk to me.