Waka Flocka Flame
Waka Flocka Flame - Hi Jackin Planes lyrics
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Is it me I am tripping No calls on my phone When I talk I hear echoes in your background Lord I am a winner see no... hard till two guys two black suits They say I am wanted for 33... me and... another 30 It ain't Gucci Sex... shorty all I do is shout All of you... make a nigger... for monopoly This is it the way to go I join... like a fucking pig See life is a bitch show a finger fucking it Pop the finger... cause I don't trust shit Put your light in the air put your red cups up Blow it backwards... up Hijacking planes 3 years in the game Got the money and the fame but it ain't nothing really changed Bitches on my dick stay on phone keep talking ... at the window they think a nigger hustling I am gonna keep grounding I am gonna keep grounding I am gonna keep gunning I am gonna keep gunning You want me for a feature That's one brick Show's gone for two bricks ... off my dick All I know is... go get it win ... all from a niggers while they can You can't even trust your bitch or your Best friend Rip it down nigger just like... barking my nigger we get it poppin You're gonna feel attention as soon as I walk in the building Walk it stay low... I am gonna keep grounding nigger don't stop Put your red cups up blowing back what's back and fall down Chorus Hijacking planes 3 years in the game Got the money and the fame but it ain't nothing really changed Bitches on my dick stay on phone keep talking Police at the window they think a nigger hustling I am gonna keep grounding I am gonna keep grounding I am gonna keep gunning I am gonna keep gunning I don't care about no... she say Tasting money... like my fucking DJ Love for the... no freeway You all niggers industry I do this the G way I am a... pussy nigger about that gun play Sell... triple... all day Can't do it with the... give my brother... White diamonds on my neck call it... I am gonna be ok I don't need too much Just a red cup and one vanilla touch Put your lighters in the air if you are fucked up Fuck... three mores... and pore me up Put your red cups up blowing back What's back and fall down Chorus Hijacking planes 3 years in the game Got the money and the fame but it ain't nothing really changed Bitches on my dick stay on phone keep talking Police at the window they think a nigger hustling I am gonna keep grounding I am gonna keep grounding I am gonna keep gunning I am gonna keep gunning