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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Waka Flocka Flame
Stimme und Gesang
Cartier Kitten
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
J. Malphurs
Songwriter:in
Lauren Carter
Songwriter:in
Lexus Arnel Lewis
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Finis "KY" White
Mischtechniker:in
Debra Antney
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Lex Luger
Produzent:in
Colin Leonard
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
J. Malphurs
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Paroles
Ay I'm like, make that fucker bark
This gon' be hard
Oh, that shit gon' be hard
They say Flocka tripping, shawty on that other shit, I keep the crowd jumping like I'm Kris Kross, bitch
I ain't gone cross over, ay, rap nigga, move over
They say I ain't gone make it, so this year, I gotta show you
Man, I'm known in the hood for making that fucker bark
You know Flocka shoot first like John Starks, 40 nights, 40 days, no Noah's ark
If we was living in water, I'd be a shark, I'm in the front, you in the back like Rosa Parks
Got heart like Rosa Parks, ay, where the fuck to start? don't got the gun, then I'ma use a dart
I fell in love with yellow diamonds since Gucci's Bart, bitch, we shooting over here, no martial arts
Oh, okay, man, I'm finna go in, man, real talk, man
I got nigga knowledge, your girlfriend's pussy got hella mileage
I'm a street nigga, so middle finger to the college
They say snakes in the grass, so I'ma cut this shit
All these girls want is cash, so I can't trust the bitch
12 pull up, run fast, can't go to jail for shit
I got cars, ice, and hoes, shawty, I'm nigga rich
They say snakes in the grass, so I'ma cut this shit
All these girls want is cash, so I can't trust the bitch
12 pull up, run fast, can't go to jail for shit
I got cars, ice, and hoes, shawty, I'm nigga rich
Cartier, no watch, so high that my ears pop, right here, where that Lear drop, hop out yeah, like, that's hot
Now where the bread? I'ma need that, boo, when it off the head, I'ma need like two
Nigga rich, what that make you? I'ma trigger chick, my belt, my proof
Now what you want? I'ma shut this down, Niggas try to front like I don't run this town
Niggas try to front like I don't wreck this shit, Nigga, hide the blunt, I smell the piff
While I'm tipping corners, I'm rolling with foreigners, my hoes be Brazilian, Sicilian, Honduras
Got bread to blow, got a mean 16, turn the camera on, I'ma rep my team
I'm making hits, like, back to back, y'all cute and shit, y'all try to rap
Get stupid, chick, how you trying to act, I'm stupid rich, no platinum plaques
I'm nigga rich, boy, what you rep? No nigga business, no nigga checks, Cartier
They say snakes in the grass, so I'ma cut this shit
All these girls want is cash, so I can't trust the bitch
12 pull up, run fast, can't go to jail for shit
I got cars, ice, and hoes, shawty, I'm nigga rich
They say snakes in the grass, so I'ma cut this shit
All these girls want is cash, so I can't trust the bitch
12 pull up, run fast, can't go to jail for shit
I got cars, ice, and hoes, shawty, I'm nigga rich
Writer(s): Juaquin Malphurs, Lexus Lewis, Lauren Carter
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