Stoned Lyrics - Ferrari Boyz - Gucci Mane And Waka Flocka Flame

INTRO 

Huh... 

dis dem ferrari boyz... 

catch up... 

burr... 

catch up... 

catch up... 

GUCCI: 

she stoned, she stoned, she gone off that patron; 

i gave that bitch a hundred dollars jus to leave me lone; 

tell the waitress bring mo bottles up cus she can keep the chaser; 

lil mamma switchin by my section she want me to chase her; 

NOPE; 

wasted on moscato, but im losin my patience; 

im tellin her come go wit me but all her home girls hatin; 

like fred flintstone; 

im a rollin stone; 

my bestfriend is barney so you kno im rollin strong 

shawty in the zone; 

dressed wit the thong; 

every nigga in the club tryna take her home; 

shawty in the zone; 

dressed wit the thong; 

and every player in the club tryna take her 

HOOK: 

a lets get stoned; 

im so stoned; 

like fred flintstone, i gotta partna named barney and he keep me in the zone; 

the whole club stoned; 

the whole world stoned; 

and tonight we bout to party like we jus got home; 

a lets get stoned; 

like fred flintstone, i gotta partna named barney and he keep me in the zone; 

the whole club stoned; 

the whole world stoned; 

and tonight we bout to party like we jus got home; 

WAKA: 

puts some grunts in air; 

whokus in the air; 

put ya lighter in the air if you tryna get stoned; 

tonight im puttin on, i swear to god thats a 5; 

bitch i hit that high; 

yes im stoned; 

drinkin on obama; 

its rainin white liquor; 

gucci pass the dutchess; 

i dont do no swishers; 

rock yellow stones; 

rock red stones; 

bitch my money long, poppin pills, and blowin strong; 

im a stone cold flexer; 

steve austin stunna, and because her man im gone; 

stoned; 

in my zone, hater leave me alone; 

be gone; 

birdchains in the air; 

screamin as i yell; 

HOOK 

WAKA: 

wen you hear this song; 

the crowd gone be jumpin up and down; 

screamin up stoned; 

white remy martin cant drink patron; 

lost my keys i cant even make it home; 

GUCCI: 

everybody in here gone; 

im white, im goin stone; 

my dogs jus came home; 

ball like the georgia dome; 

thinkin, its back on; 

drinkin, up that patron; 

its ova, im loaded, we toasted, we grown; 

HOOK