Luyện nghe bài hát Make Me Wanna

Free me see me throw da dueces
Useless do sit keep da amazin'
Dont trip slip no whoopsie daisy
See da fallen off u halucinatin'
You wanna talk paper lets do it baby
10 at a time I'm use to makin'
em' mee maw jealous not Gucci baby
Goin hard in da spot Gucci baby
Got sum freaks wit me so cute in da face
lil bad ass call 'em my bossie babies
M.D.M.A. twerkilatin'
I 'em dick they feed me turkey bacon
Holla Sak pase get worth haitians
Gotta coupe 20 mil' its worth today
tip Young Dro goin' turn da station
On da phone wit my nigga lil turkey dat...

I get so much money man these niggas cant me
BK double whopper so you know its cheesy
And I be so fresh I got these want to see me
Everytime I hear haters talking I say freeze me
Oh you need to me
Polo polo me

after time
Oh you to freeze me
Polo freeze me
Time after

Where's head at?

Don't let the cave in on you
We can't live on, on without you
Don't let the cave in on you
We can't live on, live on you
let the walls cave in on you
You get what you give that much is
Don't let the walls in on you
You the world away from you

Where's head at?
(Where your head at? Where head at? at? at? at? at? at? at?)
Where's head at?
(Where your head at? Where your at? at? at? at? at? at? at?)
Where's your at?
(Where your head at? your head at? at? at? at? at? at? at?)
Where's head at?
(Where your head at? Where your at? at? at? at? at? at? at?)

Flocka
Waka Waka





Waka Flocka

Squad
Gotta main bitch (And) gotta (whateva)
A couple girlfriends, I'm so hood
Keep my dick hard, and keep me [coughing]
get bills free shawty no jokin
Ey what I for? Flocka! (Brick Squad)
I'm a die for this man I swear to god
In the trap some killers and some hood niggas (Whassup)
you at? Where your trap? You ain't hood, nigga
Keep this shit 300, put that on my hood
Crips with me, G's and the Vice Lords (Brrrrrrrret)
Eses in the Meeko freestyle off da
Brick Sqaud Flocka Flame it's fuckin on!

I go hard in the paint
I go hard, i go, i go
I go hard in the paint
I go hard, i go, i go

Yuh (Yuh)
Yuh (Yuh)
Yuh (Yuh)
Yuh (Yuh)

than the richest
We certified it CM YM Cash Money business
Higher than the ceiling fly like a bird hit the gucci
And later get
We smoked out no roof on it
people passin so we smash on them
Ballin out we keep the cash on
Lamborghini and the Bentleys on the
Louie iced out with the black diamonds
Car of the year the new Spider
No lie i'm higher than i ever
rich born uptown born to win
Fully automatic 6 Benz
Candy foreign lights with my b-tch in
hustlin too big n-gga to size me up
Cant stop me money burn em up

Now a minute
(x5)
You you make me wanna
Pop, pop, pop those
Pop, pop, pop those
Pop, pop, pop thangs

You I'll give it to you

(Hey-Hey-A-Hey)

(Hey-A-Hey-A)
Hey-A-Hey-A)
(Hey-A-Hey-A)
Hey-A-A-Hey)
(Hey-A-A-Hey)

Pop, pop, pop those
Pop, pop, pop those
Pop, pop, pop those
Pop, pop, pop
Pop, pop, pop those
Pop, pop, pop