Fell Lyrics - Duflocka Rant 2 - Waka Flocka Flame

I fell in love 

Plus the bottom of her shoes look like she fell in blood 

I stay sipping, never slipping, but I fell in mud 

Every time I wake up I be with a different slut 

Then I dropped up out of school, soon I fell for drugs 

Then I fell off in the club with a couple guns 

Then I fell out with my plug, he wasn't keeping up 

Stack one-hundred's, hit the rug, let the trust fund 

Fall for bitch, banking on one's 

Big bank, all hundred's, pussy nigga no one's 

Pocket scale, real niggas and a fucking handgun 

I'm from Clayton County, we bring shooters nigga, we don't run 

Come through with it from them baggie's, now we selling big bumps 

Assault rifle, two-two-three, we chop you down 

No diss hoes and re-tweets, just bodies found 

In and out of town, local joker ass nigga 

In the club popping Spade's by the twenty nigga 

Smoking loud nigga, popping molly's nigga 

Your dog just went state, not mine nigga 

But not mine niggas 

We live by the code, [?] nigga 

Man I fell out with my girl, man I fell out with that bitch 

Get the hell out of this house ho, gon' and pack your shit 

Man I fell out with the plug and I fell out with my home boy 

Ain't lose sleep about it, tricked out my Jeep about it 

If I get ten nigga bricks tonight, then I hear people 'bout it 

Fell out off them [?], hopped out two-twenty, I'm smoking chronic 

Pouring big tonic, Gucci Two Time's so dropped two Ferrari's 

My life is a mini movie, everyday's a video 

Nigga is you kidding me? Cause Gucci Mane got baby choppers 

Fall out with my baby mama if she said she ain't fucking with Waka 

Versace shades I see you nigga, I got on these baller glasses 

Chicken long way, all my pockets, all my hoes come pour some shotta's 

Got them big ol' clips, inside of them little guns 

No Nelly, got bands on the Air Force, no one's 

I'm silly, I got xan', worked hard, my car 

Just made it, to me, where I come from ain't far 

For you to see a rich, I'm a geek and a monster 

She wanna [?], guns up, she got hunger 

No no I could never beat her up, on my mama 

But she got more red bottom's, then the number one stunna' 

And that's Baby, I would love to help you start a candy lady 

My [?], now fuck old ladies 

And I nut right in them bitches, and have her oh so baby 

And also baby 

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