Drop It Girl

Lyrics

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame] Double-T 2 Me and Slim Dunkin, got Capp and Wooh Stickup kid, BSM Uh [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & Wooh da Kid ] Big faced hundreds ( yes ) And old twenties ( yes All my niggas thugging and they in their twenties They say 30's the new 20, I'm like, "Boy, stop" I don't do too much talking, just let the bands drop ( yes ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( what? ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( yes ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( what? ) You with the squad, you got options, girl ( what? what? yes ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( yes ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( yes ) She with the squad, she got options, girl ( what? what? ) [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Pulled up, hopped out, my rims start dougieing, I'm thugging it Richer that your husband, ex, and brother them I'm with the Grove and them and the cran gang Made 23 thousand for these earrings 15 thousand for this big old ring, all i know is flex Bodybuilder swag, I got muscle, motherfucker Came a long way from jugging weed and serving smokers Life la vida loca, all I know is flash, Flocka Money, money, money, I'm like, "Feed me some more money" I feel like John Belushi, I might break me a snow bunny [Verse 2: Slim Dunkin] At the zone 3 days, still fresher than you Start rapping and robbing is what I'm destined to do All that loud talking, better have your weapon with you Niggas ain't jumping shit, I was blessed in the crew Be like "Why not break some? Why not check some? Semi-automatic 9, why not take some?" See me in your hood, boy, you better respect some Send them firefighters to your block, get wet some Robbing in my Robins, fuck a conversation Fucking niggas' bitches, that's my occupation Think I'm Puerto Rican, hair nappy like a Haitian Keeping all the money, them bitches, I'm replacing This just how I do it, this how a nigga shine February, shirt off like it's summertime Dunk [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & Wooh da Kid ] Big faced hundreds ( yes ) And old twenties ( yes All my niggas thugging and they in their twenties They say 30's the new 20, I'm like, "Boy, stop" I don't do too much talking, just let the bands drop ( yes ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( what? ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( yes ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( what? ) You with the squad, you got options, girl ( what? what? yes ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( yes ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( yes ) She with the squad, she got options, girl ( what? what? ) [Verse 3: Lil Capp] I'm headed to the top and I'll never fall I'm hotter that the Devil's drawers Money on my mind and I don't move unless the cheddar call Coach told me I need to ball Told my teammate pass me the ball, let him haul Watch me ball, nigga Pulled up, top back, the whip bald, nigga I got them shooters with me, round of applause, nigga Yeah, we clapping, know we 'bout that action All-out blitz, we'll sack him Kidnap your princess, shoot up all your captains Yeah, we love the beef, pussy nigga, pass the napkins Running with them birds, I ain't talking 'bout them Falcons I'm talking 'bout B-S (Brick Squad) Nigga, this is G-S (Grove Street) Everything green and cranberry when you see us, see us [Verse 4: P-Ceeze] Money on the table, money on the floor Stash in the attic, call it money galore Never give it all up 'cause my hunger for more Give me more, give me, give me, give me more dough Name speak for itself, all about the cash Stickup kid, bitch nigga, where the money at? Yeah, I came through the hole like a running back You see them junkies on a stroll and they coming back Yeah, they coming back, south side, yeah, we running that Southside, yeah, he on the track No, my team ain't fumbling Oh, we ain't fumbling, try to shoot, we busting that President, press the green button [?] we bumming that [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & Wooh da Kid ] Big faced hundreds ( yes ) And old twenties ( yes All my niggas thugging and they in their twenties They say 30's the new 20, I'm like, "Boy, stop" I don't do too much talking, just let the bands drop ( yes ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( what? ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( yes ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( what? ) You with the squad, you got options, girl ( what? what? yes ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( yes ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( yes ) She with the squad, she got options, girl ( what? what? ) [Verse 5: Just Rich Gates] Catch me in VIP with Dirt Gang, my brother Dae Dae strapped with the [?] K Just Rich Gates AKA Nike, making swishes I ain't rolling, but I'm picking dimes up everywhere Girls choosing chain shawty like I'm shooting [?] 803, Merk City, Merk Star Fuck the parking lot, we having shootouts at the bar Brick Squad, JCE, balling MVP So much haters on my dick, I thought they hoes [?] Cash money with these racks, I'll take your lady Been a hot boy, call me Weezy Juvie Turk Baby Gates, bow Gates [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & Wooh da Kid ] Big faced hundreds ( yes ) And old twenties ( yes All my niggas thugging and they in their twenties They say 30's the new 20, I'm like, "Boy, stop" I don't do too much talking, just let the bands drop ( yes ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( what? ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( yes ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( what? ) You with the squad, you got options, girl ( what? what? yes ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( yes ) Dr-dr-drop it, girl ( yes ) She with the squad, she got options, girl ( what? what? )