Waka Flocka Flame
Waka Flocka Flame - I Don't Really Care songtekst
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Standing on the chair like I don't really care Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller of the year And haters everywhere but I don't really care No I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't really care x 2 Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller of the year And haters everywhere but I don't really care Waka flockaaa! I keep them bad bitches yelling it Thugged out rich as hell plus I'm throwing dick Drunk as shit, everywhere I go I'm yellin bricksquad monopoly loud as shit Throwing money in the air fuck it I don't care 50 for the ear rings that's 100 for a pair Versace on my ass 2 bands for my underwear Foreign cars foreign broads baller of the year Sparkles on my champagne independence day I ain't really want yo number yo friend look better anyway Throwing money in the air like I don't really care Standing on the chair like I don't really care Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller of the year And haters everywhere but I don't really care No I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't really care x 2 Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller of the year And haters everywhere but I don't really care Gotta stop, hold up too much money to fold up Keep some green to roll up, I run it like a motor You see the way I pull up, attention like a soldier What you expect to happen now I'm swaggin on the sofa I be so reckless, spend 100, 000 on my necklace That mean my shit is colder, my neck froze polar Bear nigga yeah, baller of the year And we can take it there nigga I ain't never scared Throwing money in the air like I don't really care Standing on the chair like I don't really care Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller of the year And haters everywhere but I don't really care No I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't really care x 2 Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller of the year And haters everywhere but I don't really care I see them haters watching fuck it let them hate Mean mug them back yellin out I'm gettin cake x2 10, 000 worth of ones on the way, he ain't playin with A check lil moma he just flexin, she came with you She left with me, uhhh, interception He saying he gone kill me when he catch me but I Don't really care I don't, I don't, I don't really care x 2 Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller of the year And haters everywhere but I don't really carelly care.