Luyện nghe bài hát Make Me Wanna

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

I get so much money man these niggas beleive me
Pocket BK double so you know its cheesy
And I be so fresh I got these bitches to see me
Everytime I hear them haters I say freeze me
Oh you to freeze me
Polo freeze me

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

Where's head at?

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

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

Flocka
Waka Waka





Waka Flocka

Squad
Gotta main bitch (And) mistress (whateva)
A couple girlfriends, I'm so rich
my dick hard, and keep me smoking [coughing]
You'll get bills free no jokin
Ey I stand for? Flocka! (Brick Squad)
I'm a die for this man I swear to god
In the trap with some killers and some niggas (Whassup)
Where you at? Where trap? You ain't hood, nigga
Keep this shit 300, put that shit on my
fuckin with me, G's and the Vice Lords (Brrrrrrrret)
Eses in the freestyle off da dome
Brick Sqaud Waka Flocka 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 gettin it CM YM Cash Money business
than the ceiling fly like a bird hit the gucci store
And later get
We smoked out no roof on it
Them people passin so we on them
Ballin out we keep the cash on
and the Bentleys on the V-set
Louie iced out with the black diamonds
Car of the year Ferrari the new
No lie i'm higher than i been
Born born uptown born to win
Fully loaded automatic 6
paint foreign lights with my b-tch in
Born hustlin too big n-gga to me up
Cant stop me money burn em up

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

You know I'll 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 thangs
Pop, pop, pop thangs
Pop, pop, pop
Pop, pop, pop thangs
Pop, pop, pop