"Felons" lyrics
Waka Flocka Flame & Southside Lyrics
When we up these fullys, ain't no talkin', better get lost
When you see that money in the air, bitch, take it off
Hold on, hold on, don't never talk on cell phones
Playin' with your life, comin' 'round me, get the hair long
Talkin' to the rich rich, nigga, you know you dead wrong
I'm the one that made a businessman out these felons
Nowadays, all these niggas hang around each other
How the fuck these niggas gangster? Man, they pointin' at each other
Never catch me 'round the randos for no clout, just my brothers
If I ever gave you money, you don't owe me shit, bitch, I love you
Talk a big gin and game, do a lil' trick, gang
Lil' diamond chain and ring, if I'm drunk, ho, I love you
That's five bands sittin' on the floor, ho, pick it up
Ten bands sittin' on the floor, ho, pick it up
That's twenty bands sittin' on the floor, ho, pick it up
Brick Squad get it in, man, these fuck niggas know we papered up
(Flocka)
Brick Squad get it in, man, these fucks know our paper up
Ayy, ayy, ayy, Brick Squad get it in, man, these fucks know our paper up
When we up these fullys, ain't no talkin', better get lost
When you see that money in the air, bitch, take it off
Hold on, hold on, don't never talk on cell phones
Playin' with your life, comin' 'round me, get the hair long
Talkin' to the rich rich, nigga, you know you dead wrong
I'm the one that made a businessman out these felons
Nowadays, all these niggas hang around each other
How the fuck these niggas gangster? Man, they pointin' at each other
When you see that money in the air, bitch, take it off
Hold on, hold on, don't never talk on cell phones
Playin' with your life, comin' 'round me, get the hair long
Talkin' to the rich rich, nigga, you know you dead wrong
I'm the one that made a businessman out these felons
Nowadays, all these niggas hang around each other
How the fuck these niggas gangster? Man, they pointin' at each other
Never catch me 'round the randos for no clout, just my brothers
If I ever gave you money, you don't owe me shit, bitch, I love you
Talk a big gin and game, do a lil' trick, gang
Lil' diamond chain and ring, if I'm drunk, ho, I love you
That's five bands sittin' on the floor, ho, pick it up
Ten bands sittin' on the floor, ho, pick it up
That's twenty bands sittin' on the floor, ho, pick it up
Brick Squad get it in, man, these fuck niggas know we papered up
(Flocka)
Brick Squad get it in, man, these fucks know our paper up
Ayy, ayy, ayy, Brick Squad get it in, man, these fucks know our paper up
When we up these fullys, ain't no talkin', better get lost
When you see that money in the air, bitch, take it off
Hold on, hold on, don't never talk on cell phones
Playin' with your life, comin' 'round me, get the hair long
Talkin' to the rich rich, nigga, you know you dead wrong
I'm the one that made a businessman out these felons
Nowadays, all these niggas hang around each other
How the fuck these niggas gangster? Man, they pointin' at each other
