All These Bitches Lyrics - Waka Flocka

Yeah 

Drinkin', drinkin', drinkin' 

The lifestyle, you know I'm saying? 

Let's pop us some molly together 

Let's boot up, let's boot up 

Let's boot up, let's boot up 

Fuck us some bitches together 

Count up these riches together 

Trap out that 'Rarri together 

Trap out that 'Rarri like HA! 

Jump out that 'Rarri like AH! 

Trap out that 'Rarri like AH! 

We put all these bitches in rotation 

We pourin' it up, we in rotation 

Flooded my wrist with a gold face 

I told her (?) rotation 

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Let's turn up on all these bitches 

Let's turn up, let's turn up on all these bitches 

Let's turn up on all these bitches 

Let's turn up, let's turn up on all these bitches 

Let's turn up on all these bitches 

Let's smoke some, let's pop some with all these bitches 

Let's po' up with all these bitches 

Let's drank some, let's drank some with all these bitches 

Let's turn up on all these bitches 

Let's turn up on all these bitches 

Let's do it, let's do it with all these bitches 

Let's turn up on all these bitches 

Let's smoke, let's drank with all these bitches 

Photos 

Sittin' in the back of the Phantom, we rolling the holy dope 

That mula, that mula, like me and young Flocka we fuckin' it up on a Rolley though 

Fuckin' it up with my comrades 

Dirty money for them cops 

Fuckin' R&B pussy 

Now it gotta young nigga goin' pop 

I'm straight out the gutta like 88 

I know the streets like a navigation 

My trap doing numbers, they fascinating 

Catch me pourin' up my medication 

Trippin' and fallin' in the penthouse 

Lost in the ghetto, tryna find a way out 

Freebandz! 

Lost in the ghetto, tryna find a way out 

They looking at me for the way out 

Drum on that bitch with the K out 

Bandanna wrapped 'round my head 

Bandanna wrapped 'round her head 

Shoot at your head, not your legs 

Future, let's chop up this bread 

They fuckin' with you, make they bed 

He scrambling dope like it's eggs 

I'm running the play 

The ball in rotation 

You know that I'm shooting 

Like I'm on location 

I be on that paper like I'm on probation 

You loving these hoes, the squad in rotation 

The squad so amazing, so haters like fuck up 

You hold 'em in trust and we fuck 'em like. fuck 'em 

I duck 'em, I duck 'em 

Cause bitches be hunting 

I'm blunted, I'm stunting 

Cause I came from nothing 

I done it, I did it 

My shooters is with it 

I handle my business 

I get it, I get it 

I get it, I get it 

I get it, I get it