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by Waka Flocka Flame feat Kebo Gotti
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# Debut Chart
12 Feb '11 R&B
74 Apr '11 Hot 100


[Waka Flocka] Grovvvvvve grovvvvve streeeeettttt... FLOCKA! [CHORUS] [Waka Flocka Flame] I gotta a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me Bottle keep poppin' that's why the bad hoes jockin' It's a party it's a party it's a party It's a party it's a party it's a party [VERSE 1] My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk, rollin' a lot I'm trying to get fucked up It's a party it's a party it's a party It's a party it's a party it's a party

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[Waka Flocka Flame] I step in the club, rollin' on that loud shit My weed keep your security saying be quiet My bread startin' a riot, your girl getting excited Hold on wanna try it, I'm like why not try it My swag they wanna buy it, my juice they wanna try it Club going stupid, when I oh let's do it Chu ain't gotta chew it, juking and she moving Grove street villain nigga who you killin'? Broke two years ago, now I'm worth a million Jacksons to the ceiling that's how we ballin' You know that I'm rollin' Throwing up the mean bread Now I'm 'bout to meet her in the club with a heater [repeat CHORUS] [repeat VERSE 1] [Kebo Gotti] A party ain't a party 'til I walk in it Lime green flap match the fitted and the linen Gucci shades are on my face and my lens kinda tinted 'Cause my eyes real low and my head just started spinnin' I'm rollin' like a mothafucka I'm a roll out in this motherfucker I'ma roscoe dash it I'ma 'bout to show out in this mothafucka My jewelry game on frost about to snow out in this mothafucka Ay Flocka get them burners let's pull out in this mothafucka Ay mothafucka what the hell is you rockin' for run up on me and my squad No that shouldn't be an option so Somebody betta let you know I suggest that you let it go This is grove street party safe niggas hit the exit door [repeat CHORUS] [repeat VERSE 1] [Waka Flocka Flame] Rollin' on them leaves, you can do the lean Blowing on that loud perp, pass that bobby brown back The hood got my fucking back, the streets I'm not duckin' that Please step the fuck back, grove street yes we are back Hood plus I'm a nigger rich, every ghetto feeling this 20 On my right wrist, 30 on my left wrist, 100 on my neck iced out for my respect 20 Fucking 10 I'ma blow the whole check In the club flex, after party flex, you know how we ball, all I know is ball Every dollar in my pocket I'ma spend it all, when a nigga die they gon' say shawty raw [repeat CHORUS] [repeat VERSE 1]


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