Waka Flocka Flame - LurkinLyrics

Twenty Twelve to after life Higher then a motherfucker Partying With Jesus Christ Hold on trap Hold on trap Try TM shit one more time Please my nigga Squad Fuck wrong with dis nigga man? Nigga over seas Nigga over there throwing show Nigga ain't givin' money You nigga talking crazy Fuck wrong with these niggas [Chorus] Lurkin' My boys they be lurkin' My boys they be lurkin' My boys they be lurkin' Nigga we lurkin' My dawgs they be lurkin' My dawgs they be lurkin' My dawgs they be lurkin' Squad BLLLLAAAAPPPP Hopped out start firing shots Flag 'round that choppa' nigga Headshots on Flocka nigga BLLLLLAAAAPPPP Hopped out start firing shots Flag 'round that choppa' nigga Headshots on Flocka nigga Once you stomp his ass out Shawty what that mouth about My young nigga bring the bitch about Any nigga that think they hard, I doubt that They shot your partner, you ain't shoot back Aye my nigga where your heart at Coup painted, Flat Black With an f'in go click clack That's the sound of us lurkin' Outside of your trap Outside of your bitch house Outside of your momma house Outside of the club Chillin' at your concert Shootin' 'til my fingers hurt Waka Flame [Chorus] These rappers disrespect me I'mma knock 'em out Pull up at his concert Joint down on him with that mouth about Nigga, short temper like I'm JJ Gungang like im hot topic Got hands like a woo With so-called beef With you know who Hope your boy down to ride nigga' All my niggas gonna ride nigga Can't wait 'till the day we collide nigga Advise niggas not to fuck with me Better off fucking with me My fingers they sticky Don't leave no money around me Welcome to, Clayton County Say you will toral Say I'll fight it to the demon I fought the niggas swag It didn't cover my semen Lurkin and schemin' My nigga be plottin' Chillin, waiting for the drop They gonna notice the shit real When I lick off the shot Man a body drop, scream my flesh hot Hundred roun clip with an A.R. 15 Bet it wake up your whole block SQUAD!!! Waka Flocka motherfucker [Chorus] Guess what I did today Pussy I just bought another stick Guess I need to start working out Cuz this bitch here, got a lot of kick This what I need y'all nigga to do Ask me 'bout another bitch Ask me 'bout a body Some illegal shit, I plead the Fifth 250 rounds pussy thats the Al- Qaeda shit Ridin 'round in a rental car Windows on it, I tint that shit Stop hiding, duckin' and dodgin' nigga Let's go get it over with Headshots and closed caskets I give my young niggas bonuses Motherfucker the E.R I'm tryin' to hit you permanent Y'all niggas wanna talk it out But me and my niggas want to burn the bitch We lurkin' Everybody got sticks on them Lurkin' We lurkin' nigga all the time we on 'em [Chorus]