Ludacris

"Lurkin"

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame]
Twenty Twelve to after life
Higher then a motherf*cker
Partying With Jesus Christ
Hold on trap
Hold on trap
Try TM sh*t one more time
Please my n*gga
Squad
f*ck wrong with dis n*gga man?
n*gga over seas
n*gga over there throwing show
n*gga ain't givin' money
You n*gga talking crazy
f*ck wrong with these n*ggas

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
Lurkin'
My boys they be lurkin'
My boys they be lurkin'
My boys they be lurkin'
n*gga we lurkin'
My dawgs they be lurkin'
My dawgs they be lurkin'
My dawgs they be lurkin'
Squad

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
BLLLLAAAAPPPP Hopped out start firing shots
Flag 'round that choppa' n*gga
Headshots, I'm Flocka, n*gga
BLLLLLAAAAPPPP Hopped out start firing shots
Flag 'round that choppa' n*gga
Headshots, I'm Flocka, n*gga
Once you stomp his ass out
Shawty what that mouth about
My young n*gga bring the b*tch about
Any n*gga that think they hard, I doubt that
They shot your partner, you ain't shoot back
Aye my n*gga where your heart at
Coup painted, Flat Black
With an f'in go click clack
That's the sound of us lurkin'
Outside of your trap
Outside of your b*tch house
Outside of your momma house
Outside of the club
Chillin' at your concert
Shootin' 'til my fingers hurt
Waka Flame

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]

[Verse: Waka Flocka Flame]
These rappers disrespect me
I'mma knock 'em out
Pull up at his concert
Joint down on him with that mouth about
n*gga, short temper like I'm JJ
Gungang like im hot topic
Got hands like I'm Wooh
With so-called beef
With you know who
Hope your boy down to ride n*gga'
All my n*ggas gonna ride n*gga
Can't wait 'till the day we collide n*gga
Advise n*ggas not to f*ck with me
Better off f*cking with me
My fingers they sticky
Don't leave no money around me
Welcome to, Clayton County
Sell water to a whale
Sell fire to a demon
I fought the n*ggas swag
It didn't cover my semen
Lurkin and schemin'
My n*gga be plottin'
Chillin, waiting for the drop
They gonna notice the sh*t real
When I lick off the shot
Man a body drop, scream my flesh hot
Hundred roun clip with an A.R. 15
Bet it wake up your whole block
SQUAD!!!
Waka Flocka motherf*cker

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]

[Verse 3: Plies]
Guess what I did today
pus*y I just bought another stick
Guess I need to start working out
Cuz this b*tch here, got a lot of kick
Do what I need y'all n*gga to do
Ask me 'bout another b*tch
Ask me 'bout a body
Some illegal sh*t, I plead the Fifth
250 rounds pus*y thats the Al Qaeda sh*t
Ridin 'round in a rental car
Windows on it, I tint that sh*t
Stop hiding, duckin' and dodgin' n*gga
Let's go get it over with
Headshots and closed caskets
I give my young n*ggas bonuses
Motherf*ck the E.R
I'm tryin' to hit you permanent
Y'all n*ggas wanna talk it out
But me and my n*ggas want to burn the b*tch
We lurkin'
Everybody got sticks on them
Lurkin'
We lurkin n*gga all times of da morning

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]

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