Rick Ross ft.Waka Flocka Hard in The Paint

Текст песни "Rick Ross ft.Waka Flocka — Hard in The Paint"

Rick Ross

I go hard in the motherfuckin paint niqqa
Touched 8 fiqures stuffed it in the bank nigga
Ordered 20 bottles of that rosayy

Fuqqk First Suite Bitch i order Moet
To These Niqqasz iMa Mutha Fuqqkin Problem
Hanq With The Bloods
All Tha Crips All Tha Robbers

See Gucci Thats My Mutha Fuqqkin Niqqa
20 Racks On It Bitch You Fuqqkin Wit A Killer
I Cant Hanq Wit No Pussy Ass Niqqa
Thousand Carats iN Tha Chain Quater Milli For It Niqqa

You Think iGive A Fuqqk With Wat Otha Niqqasz Thank
Make Anotha Million Everytme A Niqqa Blank
iM Rollinq Up Tha Purple && iM Sippin Pink

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Champaine Drown Tha Bitch Until She Gotta Pee
She Only Gettn A Ride unless She Kp It Wet
You Lookinq At a gangsta iN Disquise You Just Aint Peeped It Yet

Call her bean Beavis cause she's butt-head
She Know iM Dizzy iDnt Need Nothinqq But Head
&& iM Payin Top Dolla
Chain So Biq Cant Pop Ma Collar
Pop One Pill Make A Niqqa Spend A Grand
Pop Two Pills Make A Niqqa Wanna Dance

Pop My Trunk
Pop Me A Niqqa Just
Last Niqht iHad A Dream iShot Me A Niqqa
Pop My Trunk iMa Pop A Niqqa
Just Last Niqht iHad A Dream iShot Me A Niqqa

Waka Flocka

I can't forget da southside
Can't forget riverdale
I can't forget the hit squad
1017 brick squad

Lebron flocka james
I go hard in da muhfuckin paint nigga

FLOCKA
I go hard in the muhfuckin paint nigga
Leave you stankin nigga
What the fuck you thinkin nigga
I wont die for this shit or what the fuck i say (Brick Squad)
Front yard broad day wit da SK (ba ba ba ba ba ba bow)
See Gucci, thats my mothafuckin nigga
I hang in the Dale wit dem hit squad killers
Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga
Ridin real slow bendin corners my nigga

FLOCKA
Gotta main bitch (And) gotta mistress (what Else)
a couple girlfriends, im so hood rich
Keep my dick hard, and keep me smoking (*coughing*)
You'll get bills free shawty no jokin
Ey what i stand for? Flocka! (Brick Squad)
Ima die for this shawty man i swear to god
In the trap wit some killers and some hood niggas (Whassup)
Where you at? Where your trap? You aint hood, nigga
Keep this shit 300, put that shit on my hood
Crips fuckin wit me, G's and the Vice Lords (Brrrrrrrret)
Eses in the Meeko freestyle off da dome
Brick Sqaud Waka Flocka Flame its fuckin on!

I go hard in the muhfuckin paint nigga

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Leave you stankin nigga
What the fuck you thinkin nigga
I wont die for this shit or what the fuck i say (Brick Squad)
Front yard broad day wit da SK (ba ba ba ba ba ba bow)
See Gucci, thats my mothafuckin nigga
I hang in the Dale wit dem hit squad killers
Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga
Ridin real slow bendin corners my nigga

Wassup prissy nigga, Wassup punk nigga (Whassup)
I got on dat nigga, make yo mommas momma getchya
Hope you got yo killers witcha, hope you got yo niggas witcha
Hope your goons ridin witcha, they gon fuckin miss you
Nigga what, i hadda tool like Easy Q
When my lil brotha died i said FUCK school
I picked the burnin log and i got some marijuana
2 years later screamin out you don't wana
Glock 9 to SK if you want to beef
Shawty point blank range i put yo ass to sleep
Shawty talk is cheap, so watch what ya say
Broad day in the air, none this shit legal

I go hard in the muhfuckin paint nigga
Leave you stankin nigga
What the fuck you thinkin nigga
I wont die for this or what the fuck i say (Brick Squad)
Front yard broad day wit da SK (ba ba ba ba ba bow)
See Gucci, thats my mothafuckin nigga
I hang in the Dale wit dem hit squad killers
Waka Flocka Flame one hood ass nigga
Ridin real slow bendin corners my nigga