"Inky" lyrics

[Waka Flocka Flame:]
They call me inky, inky, write on me, write on me
Couple ounces of that purple, got that Sprite on me
Couple ounces of that purple, got that Sprite on me
Couple ounces of that purple, got that Sprite on me
Couple ounces of that purple, got that Sprite on me

Red Polo, red 'Rari, my shirt and car be horsing
Baby, bring three friends so we can have a foursome
I fucked 'em to my anthem "Hard in the Paint"
Fuck them 'til the bed break, make that right leg shake
You know how I do, bring a couple friends through
Lemme know if it's cool
Girl you a fool how you ride dick
Got me sweating and shit
I'm on that gutta shit
Man I need a gutta bitch
Triple cuts on the phone
I'm on that purple shit
I'm out
Gotta take another sip

They call me inky, inky, write on me, write on me
Couple ounces of that purple, got that Sprite on me
Couple ounces of that purple, got that Sprite on me
Couple ounces of that purple, got that Sprite on me
Couple ounces of that purple, got that Sprite on me

[Slim Dunkin:]
Zoo'd Cryst. at Benihana's
Stop flexin you be in a Honda
Squad in the King of Diamonds will spend about a hundred
They got that long bread
You got that short cake
Only thing I miss is money and my court date
Feel sick need a checkup nigga
I can't spend it all 'cause my check up nigga
Dumpin the ball better check up nigga
I don't need no stress my respect up nigga
I'm up early in the morning
Get my cab before the cereal
Said I gotta eat but I ain't talking cafeteria
Imperial
Killa cam in the cup
Southside beat with the whammie in tha trunk
Bitches in the back
Got my man's in the front
Baseball bat's 3 gram one blunt
This ain't your ordinary pistol
Semi with the drums
Flocka smoke like he got a chimney in his lungs

[Waka Flocka Flame:]
They call me inky, inky, write on me, write on me
Couple ounces of that purple, got that Sprite on me
Couple ounces of that purple, got that Sprite on me
Couple ounces of that purple, got that Sprite on me
Couple ounces of that purple, got that Sprite on me

[Wooh da Kid:]
4ozs of that drink
Zoo me the sprite
Bad bitches all around
So we gonna fuck tonight
A couple black
A couple Spanish
Got a cup a white
An' they all jumpin dick
At the speed of light
She say she love me
All because my body filled with ink
I think king filled em with crazy
Need to see a shrink
Lot of smoke
Got a cup a yopps
And a cup of paint
Got my mind trippin out
And I can't think
I'm inked up
Tell em write on me
No limit to my ink
Call me master p
BSM Boys
We worth a million
You standin at the bottom
That's a fuckin filler