Waka Flocka Flame feat. Plies Lurkin Lyrics

Twenty Twelve to after life
Higher then a ************
Partying With Jesus Christ
Hold on trap
Hold on trap
Try TM **** one more time
Please my *****
Squad
**** wrong with dis ***** man?
***** over seas
***** over there throwing show
***** ain't givin' money
You ***** talking crazy
**** wrong with these *****s

[Chorus]
Lurkin'
My boys they be lurkin'
My boys they be lurkin'
My boys they be lurkin'
***** we lurkin'
My dawgs they be lurkin'
My dawgs they be lurkin'
My dawgs they be lurkin'
Squad

BLLLLAAAAPPPP Hopped out start firing shots
Flag 'round that choppa' *****
Headshots on Flocka *****
BLLLLLAAAAPPPP Hopped out start firing shots
Flag 'round that choppa' *****
Headshots on Flocka *****
Once you stomp his *** out
Shawty what that mouth about
My young ***** bring the ***** about
Any ***** that think they hard, I doubt that
They shot your partner, you ain't shoot back
Aye my ***** where your heart at
Coup painted, Flat Black
With an f'in go click clack
That's the sound of us lurkin'
Outside of your trap
Outside of your ***** house
Outside of your momma house
Outside of the club
Chillin' at your concert
Shootin' 'til my fingers hurt
Waka Flame

[Chorus]

These rappers disrespect me
I'mma knock 'em out
Pull up at his concert
Joint down on him with that mouth about
*****, short temper like I'm JJ
Gungang like im hot topic
Got hands like a woo
With so-called beef
With you know who
Hope your boy down to ride *****'
All my *****s gonna ride *****
Can't wait 'till the day we collide *****
Advise *****s not to **** with me
Better off ****ing with me
My fingers they sticky
Don't leave no money around me
Welcome to, Clayton County
Say you will toral
Say I'll fight it to the demon
I fought the *****s swag
It didn't cover my semen
Lurkin and schemin'
My ***** be plottin'
Chillin, waiting for the drop
They gonna notice the **** real
When I lick off the shot
Man a body drop, scream my flesh hot
Hundred roun clip with an A.R. 15
Bet it wake up your whole block
SQUAD!!!
Waka Flocka ************

[Chorus]

Guess what I did today
***** I just bought another stick
Guess I need to start working out
Cuz this ***** here, got a lot of kick
This what I need y'all ***** to do
Ask me 'bout another *****
Ask me 'bout a body
Some illegal ****, I plead the Fifth
250 rounds ***** thats the Al- Qaeda ****
Ridin 'round in a rental car
Windows on it, I tint that ****
Stop hiding, duckin' and dodgin' *****
Let's go get it over with
Headshots and closed caskets
I give my young *****s bonuses
************ the E.R
I'm tryin' to hit you permanent
Y'all *****s wanna talk it out
But me and my *****s want to burn the *****
We lurkin'
Everybody got sticks on them
Lurkin'
We lurkin' ***** all the time we on 'em

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