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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Waka Flocka Flame
Waka Flocka Flame
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Malphurs
J. Malphurs
Songwriter
Cedric Alan Herbert
Cedric Alan Herbert
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Finis "KY" White
Finis "KY" White
Mixing Engineer
Debra Antney
Debra Antney
Executive Producer
Cedric "Yayo" Herbert
Cedric "Yayo" Herbert
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
J. Malphurs
J. Malphurs
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Mentally ill, please someone call a docta 911 it's emergency go get a doct You(d')'on know by now boy dey call me waka flocka I got a bad habbit I might O.D. of yoppas Whole bunch of choppas fo my enemies Devil entered me my mind on injury I'm in front of the jury like I'm guilty Shawty tried me so I killed em off G.P Mom I'm sorry I cant let you berry Don't worry just comecary And some letters plus some phone time momma What's the golden rule don't turn on my partnas I'MA RIDE I'MA RIDE I'MA LIVE I'MA LIVE I'MA DIE I'MA DIE FO MY MUTHAFUCKIN DAWGS I'MA ROB I'MA ROB I'MA STEAL I'MA STEAL I'MA KILL I'MA KILL FO MY MUTHAFUCKIN DAWGS I'MA RIDE I'MA RIDE I'MA LIVE I'MA LIVE I'MA DIE I'MA DIE FO MY MUTHAFUCKIN DAWGS I'MA ROB I'MA ROB I'MA STEAL I'MA STEAL I'MA KILL I'MA KILL FO MY MUTHAFUCKIN DAWGS I heard a lot of niggas dissin me They let me know dey missin me I been down for some months Now it's time to make history With these evil ass thoughts It feel like satan just entered me I'ma pull through dis shit Idon' need no nigga ta pray fo me I was told to calm down and spend my pain on da mic I drop one mixtape six months later my career took fight O let's do it got em hype Love them gun sounds make em fight I go hard in da paint you can tell that on sight I'm the mixtape prince ain't no nigga fuckin wit me I'm from Clayton County Riverdale but born in New York Northside queens to be exact Bricksquad we'll walk back I can taste these niggas flesh I can smell these niggas fail Riverdale, Flocka I'MA RIDE I'MA RIDE I'MA LIVE I'MA LIVE I'MA DIE I'MA DIE FO MY MUTHAFUCKIN DAWGS I'MA ROB I'MA ROB I'MA STEAL I'MA STEAL I'MA KILL I'MA KILL FO MY MUTHAFUCKIN DAWGS I'MA RIDE I'MA RIDE I'MA LIVE I'MA LIVE I'MA DIE I'MA DIE FO MY MUTHAFUCKIN DAWGS I'MA ROB I'MA ROB I'MA STEAL I'MA STEAL I'MA KILL I'MA KILL FO MY MUTHAFUCKIN DAWGS Sometimes that shit hurt Why they put G babyface on the t-shirt Neek I know it hurt that just god at his work Blow all the real niggas livin in the dirt Imma Ride Imma Ride Every chance a nigga get Imma squeeze imma squeeze Imma let my gun rip R.I.P. trav on some real nigga shit Real nigga click im on my bricksquad shit One louzy ass bullet, cant fuckin stop me I feel like rocky when he fold on palo creed Ima certafied G waka flocka too street you can call me concrete raised by grove street I'MA RIDE I'MA RIDE I'MA LIVE I'MA LIVE I'MA DIE I'MA DIE FO MY MUTHAFUCKIN DAWGS I'MA ROB I'MA ROB I'MA STEAL I'MA STEAL I'MA KILL I'MA KILL FO MY MUTHAFUCKIN DAWGS dawgs dawgs I'MA RIDE I'MA RIDE I'MA LIVE I'MA LIVE I'MA DIE I'MA DIE FO MY MUTHAFUCKIN DAWGS I'MA ROB I'MA ROB I'MA STEAL I'MA STEAL I'MA KILL I'MA KILL FO MY MUTHAFUCKIN DAWGS
Writer(s): Juaquin Malphurs, Cedric Herbert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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