lirik lagu young nigga – waka flocka flame
[hook: gucci mane]
my pants sagging low like a young n*gga
i’m twisting up the dro like a young n*gga
i’m in the club thirty deep like a young n*gga
i’m still in the streets like a young n*gga
like a young n*gga, this one for the young n*ggas
where you from, n*gga? this one for the young n*ggas
for the young n*ggas, this one is for the young n*ggas
where you from, n*gga? this one for the young n*ggas
[verse 1: gucci mane]
yeah, most my n*ggas rob, they don’t got a job
i got a couple young n*ggas that’ll take the charge
so i don’t bring a bodyguard, i bring my entourage
stop the track, pause, r.i.p. to camouflage
i’m ’bout to pull my yellow ‘rari out the car garage
i got some young n*ggas that’ll hide your body parts
[verse 2: waka flocka flame]
twisting fingers in the club, i’m a young n*gga
got them old n*ggas saying i love that young n*gga
your whole cliquе buying shots, y’all some broke n*ggas
pants sagging, flag hanging, i’m a young n*gga
in the club, strappеd up with them guns, n*gga (southside)
we shooting at the police just for fun, n*gga
[hook: gucci mane]
my pants sagging low like a young n*gga
i’m twisting up the dro like a young n*gga
i’m in the club thirty deep like a young n*gga
i’m still in the streets like a young n*gga
like a young n*gga, this one for the young n*ggas
where you from, n*gga? this one for the young n*ggas
for the young n*ggas, this one is for the young n*ggas
where you from, n*gga? this one for the young n*ggas
[verse 3: waka flocka flame]
ray charles vision, screaming, “where’s the competition”
lot of rappers on the carton, man, they swag missing
i’m on that young n*gga sh*t
shiesty ass n*ggas at my shows robbin’ for bricks
gucci said i’m going hard, flocka on his sh*t
total school swag, got these hoes on my d*ck
i’m a lotto pick, i’m like, “which girl to get”
pulled up on some onset, yellow and black whip
i’m on my wiz khalifa sh*t, but i don’t do no papers
fresh up out them papers, haters catch the vapors
shoes alligators, i’m talking ’bout jordans
she ain’t got enough swag, shawty can’t afford ’em (flocka)
[hook: gucci mane]
my pants sagging low like a young n*gga
i’m twisting up the dro like a young n*gga
i’m in the club thirty deep like a young n*gga
i’m still in the streets like a young n*gga
like a young n*gga, this one for the young n*ggas
where you from, n*gga? this one for the young n*ggas
for the young n*ggas, this one is for the young n*ggas
where you from, n*gga? this one for the young n*ggas
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