Hood Rich Anthem lyrics

by

Waka Flocka Flame


[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
All I rock is Polo, dollar sign my logo
Then I drop the top on my car, call it porno
Yeah I’m the realest, you can ask your BM
Shawty I’m the sh*t, aka the BM
Whatup DJ Scream? Cory what’s happenin’?
Spinz on the beat, Tity Boi rappin’
Its time to turn up, told em let’s do it
And I’m from the A, can I hit up with that unit?

[Verse 2: Future]
I’m an astronaut, I’m a NASA, I’m a rock star, I’m a shotta
What the bomboclat? Who wanna test me?
Your girl she wanna sex me
Carress me, for me she turn to lesbi
I’m tuned into the radio, I count up all these fetti
Ay DJ Spinz, Freebandz, Cory B, Freebandz
DJ Scream, Freebandz, La Familia, Freebandz
Ay DJ Spinz, Freebandz, Cory B, Freebandz
DJ Scream Freebandz, La Familia, Freebandz

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
I’m so f*cking turnt up with this hood b*tch
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood sh*t, I f*ck with the real n*ggas
In the trap with the goonies and the drug dealers
I’m so, I’m so turnt up, with this hood b*tch
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood sh*t, I f*ck with the real n*ggas
In the trap with the goonies and the drug dealers
[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]
I’m turnt up, hood sh*t, real n*gga, hood rich
Bad b*tches only, but she must be a hood b*tch
I’m riding round in your city, strapped up and I’m gettin it
Lambo, nascar, loud pipes and I’m in it
Top down, my chain on, you a real n*gga that’s the same song
Glock 40 my aim on, little f*ck boy, you a lame ho
I’m turnt up, can’t turn me down
I’m sacked up and I’m on the town
Her head fye come, burn me down, and you know the sound

[Verse 4: Gucci Mane]
It's hood rich radio, you better not change the station
It’s Gucci Mane La Flare they say I changed the nation
I’m a trapper slash rapper yea that’s my occupation
And I don’t cary chump change all I do is carry faces
I’m an ath-e-lete, I ball, I think I’m Dominique
Primetime like Deion, I make them kiss my cleats
I brought you juice, I brought you flock, Now whos the next blow?
I’m so Bouldercrest, so Texaco, so Gresham Road

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
I’m so f*cking turnt up with this hood b*tch
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood sh*t, I f*ck with the real n*ggas
In the trap with the goonies and the drug dealers
I’m so, I’m so turnt up, with this hood b*tch
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood sh*t, I f*ck with the real n*ggas
In the trap with the goonies and the drug dealers
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