Throwin Fingers (feat. Rich Kid Shawty & Papoose)

Throwin Fingers (feat. Rich Kid Shawty & Papoose) a song by Waka Flocka Flame on Foxsoundi — Free Music, Smart Streaming for Everyone

Throwin Fingers (feat. Rich Kid Shawty & Papoose) by Waka Flocka Flame

Throwin Fingers (feat. Rich Kid Shawty & Papoose) Lyrics

Public Service Announcement, man
Waka Flocka, Papoose, and Rich Kidz is in the building, man
Verizon boys on deck
Hundred deep, might get stomped with two hundred feet, man
Verizon boys on deck, man

Rich Kid shawty
Flocka, Waka, Waka, Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, Flocka
Flocka, Flocka, Flocka, Flocka, Flocka, Waka
Y'all niggas can't fuck with it, man

Ayy, ayy, Rich Kid shawty, we deep
Bricksquad

All these niggas V.I.P., bitch, we deep, bitch, we deep
Blowing on that gasoline, bitch, we geeked, bitch, we geeked
All these niggas V.I.P., bitch, we deep, bitch, we deep
Blowing on that gasoline, bitch, we geeked, bitch, we geeked
We in this bitch throwing fingers up, yeah, yeah
We in this bitch throwing fingers up, yeah, yeah
We in this bitch throwing fingers up, yeah, yeah
We in this bitch throwing fingers up, yeah, yeah

We in this bitch throwing fingers up, clearly, we don't give a fuck
And we snatching girls, so them niggas gon' give them bitches up
I bent it up, pistol to the waitress, hit her on her butt
'Bout fifty rounds outside in the trunk in case it gon' go down
My folks gon' clown, and we repping Southside of the A-Town
Gon' hold it down, five figures up your street when we reclown
It's Rich Kid shawty, they done fucked 'round, let me get with Waka
So now, when we hit the club, it gon' be too many choppers
Ten dollar nigga and my bankroll fortune like Big Poppa
If you wanna stop us, get the third finger, partner

Dreadhead like Shotta, so you know who we be
Real nigga, no TV, bitch, we deep and we geeked

All these niggas V.I.P., bitch, we deep, bitch, we deep
Blowing on that gasoline, bitch, we geeked, bitch, we geeked
All these niggas V.I.P., bitch, we deep, bitch, we deep
Blowing on that gasoline, bitch, we geeked, bitch, we geeked
We in this bitch throwing fingers up, yeah, yeah
We in this bitch throwing fingers up, yeah, yeah
We in this bitch throwing fingers up, yeah, yeah
We in this bitch throwing fingers up, yeah, yeah

Mug that nigga, tell him, "Fuck you, nigga"
Throw your set up like, "Fuck y'all niggas"
Mug that bitch, tell her, "Fuck you, bitch"
Throw your set up like, "Fuck y'all bitches"
We thugging over here, drinking over here
Hanging over here, put them birds in the air
Straight frog a nigga

Jump, Lush, hold up, we ain't fighting fair
Bricksquad in here, Rich Kidz in here
Throw your sets up, nigga, put them in the air
Security mugging, tell them we don't care
Get stomped out, get drugged in here
Red rag shawty, throw them B's in the air

Blue rag shawty, throw them C's in the air

Yellow rag shawty, throw them L's in the air

Black rag shawty, throw GD's in the air

All these niggas V.I.P., bitch, we deep, bitch, we deep
Blowing on that gasoline, bitch, we geeked, bitch, we geeked
All these niggas V.I.P., bitch, we deep, bitch, we deep
Blowing on that gasoline, bitch, we geeked, bitch, we geeked
We in this bitch throwing fingers up, yeah, yeah
We in this bitch throwing fingers up, yeah, yeah
We in this bitch throwing fingers up, yeah, yeah
We in this bitch throwing fingers up, yeah, yeah

Papoose, Papoose
I'm from a block of drama, Papoose and Waka Flocka
Seven Rich Kidz, got copper toppers, who shot you, partner?
See you got your dollars, got your vodka
I got my chopper, it go blocka-blocka

Motherfucker, you got your doctor?
The South love me, I push lines
I be all up in Florida like James from Good Times
Keep acting like you Kimbo
Man, I'll put so many holes in you, you gon'
Sound like a whistle when the wind blow

They know my MO, stomp him out with the Timbos
We geeked up, blowing on that indo
I knew he was a punk, I seen him in the club the other day

I mean mugged him and he looked the other way

All these niggas V.I.P., bitch, we deep, bitch, we deep
Blowing on that gasoline, bitch, we geeked, bitch, we geeked
All these niggas V.I.P., bitch, we deep, bitch, we deep
Blowing on that gasoline, bitch, we geeked, bitch, we geeked
We in this bitch throwing fingers up, yeah, yeah
We in this bitch throwing fingers up, yeah, yeah
We in this bitch throwing fingers up, yeah, yeah
We in this bitch throwing fingers up, yeah, yeah

From the album: DuFlocka Rant vs. Flocka James (NBA Finals Edition)