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This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
This motherfucker, motherfucker, motherfucker turnt
You talking money I got that, his new bitch my old hoe
They say …don’t buy clothes, got a diamond grill came to gold
Wanna pop shit, it’s a drumroll, extendos, nigga case closed
Assist the bully like rondo, sit the 4 thousand rollie, hello
Got a bad bitch, every state I go, million dollar nigga at the corner store

That cold cut, I need one of those
Everywhere I go, crowd follow me
Turnt up, young black nigga,
Flexed up with a stack nigga
Ghost up got a Bentley, and my chain cost bout 40
Them bad bitches can do one, me ated those, rose gold
My rollie, smoking bar molly, bad bitches they nodes me
Front row no nobly, paparazzi been follow me
Everywhere I go, it’s a party
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
This motherfucker, motherfucker, motherfucker turnt
Doe, with boe, bsm so we ok,
Don’t be on bs might beat off brake
Then I dip like I be on skates
Just be on g shit don’t be on dates
Throw out racks, you might throw out chains
Blow our backs you might know my dames
They don’t know y’all tracks, they just know y’all lame, work
Let me do my thing, couldn’t tie my shoes,
Couldn’t do my strengths, nigga please, you cold
Blue out flame, and cool, the bull…
Dreads out…longer the badge on …
Blowing so much my lungs will due
I’m the one for they rap like the number two
Uhh, warrup brick squad, never sold work, but I gets off
Sick boss, bout big cars…nigga pimp hard
Little pimp strow, it’s like lampadoor
Tight wrist glow, when they get in the dark
Got your lady hard while I lay you flock
And I cut hoes like a tipjab, whoa
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
This motherfucker, motherfucker, motherfucker turnt
That’s when I got me a new car, to go along with my new house
To go along with my new chick, that I just hit on my new couch
Them fly calls like yours dawg, it’s bout time we put the part 2 out
I ain’t even spend that old money, I was actually thinking about cooling out
I was straying … you would think I’m B.o.b
I got Bombay and lemonade, in my vip like I’ m Charlie
Bad hoes all pas go, but it’s …can I see id?
She showed me her new … and piercings on her tit
That work for me, well certainly
I make it rain, she works for me
I’m major pain, she worship me
She say my name and she cursing me
I get no hand to a slow jam
It’s like 4 bands in that…
She down to be fucking with a real nigga
She know everytime I come around that she with me
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
This motherfucker turnt, this motherfucker turnt
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
Throwing racks, clap that ass,
This motherfucker, motherfucker, motherfucker turnt.
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Juaquin Malphurs, (born May 31 1986) better known by his stage name Waka Flocka Flame, is an American rapper signed to So Icey Entertainment. He is the son of Debra Antney, Gucci Mane's former manager and CEO of So Icey/Mizay Entertainment.

Malphurs moved with his family from Jamaica, Queens, New York to Riverdale, Georgia when he was nine years old.

The name "Waka" was given to him by family members. The name "Flocka Flame" was given to him by rapper Gucci Mane.Waka Flocka is a member of the 1017 Brick Squad Boyz, with Gucci Mane, Oj Da Juiceman, Frenchie, and Wooh Da Kid.

He was shot in the arm while struggling with a robber at a car wash in Atlanta, Georgia on the morning of January 19, 2010. His debut single is called "O Let's Do It",which peaked at #62 on the Billboard Hot 100. His upcoming debut album, Flockavelli was released later on in 2010.

The Round Of Applause Songfacts says. After an early version of "Round of Applause without Drake leaked in early August 2011, it was remixed by the Toronto MC and released it through his official blog October's Very Own, on September 11, 2011. Waka Flocka Flame then chose to master the remix and release it as the official single from his second album, Triple F Life: Friends, Fans and Family. It was released to iTunes on October 18, 2011, and to U.S. urban radio on November 1, 2011.

He was featured on Lil Jon's album Crunk Rock on the track "Throw It Up, Pt. 2 (Remix)" which also feature Pastor Troy Waka is 6'6ft 265lbs


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