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Featuring Wooh Da Kid Prod. By Southside On The Track (Verse) This is on my face, I see you aviator haters Homeys with the elevators, call Indiana Pacers Never rockin alligators, just some red bottom charts Goin off a grim of mollies, I don’t fo fo fo forty talk When she brought you came with a new better dog All I know is stay strapped, get money and run it up Got my foreign choppas on my nigga Soulja Talkin bout Flocka then you know it’s game over (Hook x2) All I know get it get it, got it now it’s gone Keep a lot of straps ‘cause I know the war’s on Never cross the line, you know I’m a brother’s keeper Hurry, het in quick, this a message to the reaper (Verse) I’m fuckin nigga queens, I’m lookin for a queen I guess it’s only right since Wooh to the king Yea Wooh to the man but ya fit me in yo plans Niggas sleepin on me, guess they fucked up on the sands It’s time to wake em up, pour white coffee in a cup Every ball fly paper, it’ll leave you stuck Letras de cancionesWooh da I’m the K I N G BS in the army, be all that you can be Squad! (Hook x2) All I know get it get it, got it now it’s gone Keep a lot of straps ‘cause I know the war’s on Never cross the line, you know I’m a brother’s keeper Hurry, het in quick, this a message to the reaper (Interlude) 10 bands on line 1 20 racks on line 2 45 racks on line 3 75000 for a show, now that’s monopoly (Verse) Waka Flocka that’s my brother, fuck with him I put you under Wooh da packin heat but keep it neat like a thunder All I know get it get it, got it now it’s gone That’s my part brother, it’s gon be until we gone (Hook x2) All I know get it get it, got it now it’s gone Keep a lot of straps ‘cause I know the war’s on Never cross the line, you know I’m a brother’s keeper Hurry, het in quick, this a message to the reaper From Letras Mania