Shit Where You Sleep Lyrics - Duflocka Rant 2 - Waka Flocka Flame

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame] 

He selling dope out his grandma house, now that's a no no 

He selling dope out his mama house, now that's a no no 

Stupid nigga you don't shit where you sleep at 

Killers kidnap your sibling's, kick your door, all you heard was click clack 

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] 

He calling 'round town, where my shit at? 

He tryna' pay, he don't want no get back 

He all pro tools, that nigga all rap 

You a pussy nigga just to be exact 

Boy you ain't never trap 

You the type of nigga that'll fuck up your pack 

My youngin' boys peeling cause he selling too much crack 

Deodorize these niggas, choppers spraying like some Axe 

Still pussy niggas wanna come back, call me jacks 

Rule number one, don't shit where you sleep at 

Rule number two, keep a motherfucking strap 

Turn your niggas on, get a youngin' some packs 

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[Hook:] 

He selling dope out his grandma house, now that's a no no 

He selling dope out his mama house, now that's a no no 

Stupid nigga you don't shit where you sleep at 

Killers kidnap your sibling's, kick your door, all you heard was click clack 

Click clack 

Click clack 

All you heard was click clack 

All you heard was click clack 

Nigga gimme that, D.O.A. 

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[Verse 2: Ace Hood] 

I say young boys out here lurking 

Murking a nigga on purpose 

Pulling up in that rental 

One shot from the Glock, he jerking 

Gotta watch who you call your folk 

Can't sell to a nigga you don't know 

That's rule number one, no using 

Get ghost when you see the popo' 

Oh no these little niggas out here tripping 

Talking how they cocaine whipping 

Claim that they trap be jumping 

Selling dope, watch your mama's, you dumbing 

Man y'all niggas really ain't on shit 

Niggas ain't selling no bricks 

Niggas ain't moving no weight 

You ain't never caught no case 

I'm a have my Haitan's at your door 

Ain't talking domino's 

Couple Glocks and one forty-five 

And they kick the door and they lay it down 

Click clack, oh they scared now 

If you move quick, then you a dead guy 

That red dot 

[Hook]