The Worst Way

Lyrics

[Chorus: Trouble] I just stepped out [?] kill them all Knew I was [?] had to go and meet my dawg [?] partners, we don't give a fuck about the law I pop the trunk, he came to put the bags in the car All my partners thugging, we buck in the worst way I've been getting money, getting blunted the worst way I keep getting cake, like it's my birthday Take a look at me, I'm tatted up the worst way Eat the cake, Anna May, like it's your birthday Check my pockets out, put it up the worst way [?] the worst way The worst way The worst way [Verse 1: Trouble] [?] one of you pussys [?] bet you you'll run the worst way So stay out of my face, and nobody gets hurt today See me in that new school Friday [?] ride that virt today [?] 'cause I ain't gotta work today [?] so I'm fucking with all my women and friends They [?] throwing the B up, like they cursed me Can't get enough of pussy, I'm never thirsty on Thirsday No matter [?] keep giving her all my cake And Anna May ain't got no problem eating But you ain't supposed to, girl, get [?] That's that foreign money, all my partners foreign [?] That means we shoot with prosision, all you haters listen And I'm Duct Tape for life, this ain't no entertainment business And I'm cirtified bucking [?] And [?] me, [?] gotta [?] That's how I know you niggas fake in the worst way [Chorus: Trouble] I just stepped out [?] kill them all Knew I was [?] had to go and meet my dawg [?] partners, we don't give a fuck about the law I pop the trunk, he came to put the bags in the car All my partners thugging, we buck in the worst way I've been getting money, getting blunted the worst way I keep getting cake, like it's my birthday Take a look at me, I'm tatted up the worst way Eat the cake, Anna May, like it's your birthday Check my pockets out, put it up the worst way [?] the worst way The worst way The worst way [Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame] My pockets on speed bbars, overload, full Robbing [?] swag I'm from the ghetto,, westside, green flags Bad bitches everywehre, they [?] and [?] Eight up on my back, I'm from Grove Street, Claco Pass the cigarelo, man, that [?] Tripple F Life, Friends, Fans and Family [?] all my enomies, [?] me Pockets [?] my hood [?] without me Can't nobody hold me, I'm screaming [?] Brick Squad [?] I shoot first like I'm Kobe I hardly get mad at people who don't even know me What's happening, Trouble? Flocka! [Chorus: Trouble] I just stepped out [?] kill them all Knew I was [?] had to go and meet my dawg [?] partners, we don't give a fuck about the law I pop the trunk, he came to put the bags in the car All my partners thugging, we buck in the worst way I've been getting money, getting blunted the worst way I keep getting cake, like it's my birthday Take a look at me, I'm tatted up the worst way Eat the cake, Anna May, like it's your birthday Check my pockets out, put it up the worst way [?] the worst way The worst way The worst way