BMW lyrics

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame]
This sh*t hard as f*ck, uh, uh
Got them young n*ggas, got them young n*ggas
Fourteen years old, he gon' hurt a n*gga
Got them young n*ggas

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
You can tell she drive a BMW 'cause her body made wrong
You can tell that rapper lame by the way he sound up on that song
Boyshorts and thongs, that's gon' turn a n*gga on
And I'ma throw this cash, let me see that tattoo on your ass
I'm like swag, swish, ball hard, swag, swish, ball hard
Swag, swish, ball hard
b*tch, I go hard
Swag, swish, ball hard, swag, swish, ball hard
Swag, swish, ball hard
b*tch, I go hard

[Verse 1: Slim Dunkin]
Bow! Bow! Get your check up
Bow! Bow! Get your check up
Hold up, b*tch, balling, swish
Hundred round, chopper can't miss
It's fake, n*gga, f*ck Chris
Love the money, give me kiss
Yellow diamonds got my wrist on p*ss
Make your b*tch hold my di*k when I p*ss
Make a pus*y n*gga fight my fists
Damn near every n*gga's b*tch insist
Brick Squad change b*tches like we change drawers
Got all y'all n*gga's hoes in the missed calls
Same n*gga will get your whole crew slumped
Got the swag that will give your hoe goosebumps
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
You can tell she drive a BMW 'cause her body made wrong
You can tell that rapper lame by the way he sound up on that song
Boyshorts and thongs, that's gon' turn a n*gga on
And I'ma throw this cash, let me see that tattoo on your ass
I'm like swag, swish, ball hard, swag, swish, ball hard
Swag, swish, ball hard
b*tch, I go hard
Swag, swish, ball hard, swag, swish, ball hard
Swag, swish, ball hard
b*tch, I go hard

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
Excuse me (hold up)
Baby, I don't need no cup
Bought twenty bottles of [?] just to shake it up
Hold up
He putting ones in his pocket
Throwing bands got these stripper hoes hostage
Roll up
Smoking back to back, I'm balling
Tip the waitress 300 'cause her ass poking
You can tell what she driving 'cause her body made wrong

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
You can tell she drive a BMW 'cause her body made wrong
You can tell that rapper lame by the way he sound up on that song
Boyshorts and thongs, that's gon' turn a n*gga on
And I'ma throw this cash, let me see that tattoo on your ass
I'm like swag, swish, ball hard, swag, swish, ball hard
Swag, swish, ball hard
b*tch, I go hard
Swag, swish, ball hard, swag, swish, ball hard
Swag, swish, ball hard
b*tch, I go hard
[Verse 3: Derez De'Shon]
Swag, swish, balling hard like I'm 'posed to
Y'all n*ggas just spending them [?]
Got hoes dragging balls like Goku
Your new b*tch, my old news
Body made wrong, crash dummy Bimmer back
FEMA in the club, I think I just brought Katrina back
Look at you, now look at me
Out of town, they quick to me
Flocka Flame, Peter Pan
Dirt Gang, Captain Hook, and me
Catch me sliding in your b*tch like Tokyo Drift
Blunts long as totem poles, that's Pinocchio, pimp

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
You can tell she drive a BMW 'cause her body made wrong
You can tell that rapper lame by the way he sound up on that song
Boyshorts and thongs, that's gon' turn a n*gga on
And I'ma throw this cash, let me see that tattoo on your ass
I'm like swag, swish, ball hard, swag, swish, ball hard
Swag, swish, ball hard
b*tch, I go hard
Swag, swish, ball hard, swag, swish, ball hard
Swag, swish, ball hard
b*tch, I go hard