Waka Flocka Flame - Uh Huh lyrics

[Intro] I ain't finished, Im not finished nah Im not finished n***a Bow, Bow, Bow b**h a** n***a Gotta be stupid man right now man Shout out 2 my surgeons man, shout out 2 Bricksquad Shout out 2 my manager man, shout out 2 all the brothers Shout out 2 my motherf**ing haters man Im about 140 punds into the hole man Dr Phil caught 102 The icey n***a took that sh**, came up to 38 n***a im 38 hot n***a, Black box shawty n***a Waka Flocka Flame n***a, take off [Verse 1] They call me shawty dread, better yet flocka A handgun can't do it better use a chopper This n***a had a 30 clip and used 1 bullet Next time u pull it, aim for the head Police need a statement, I can't talk 2 homie f** a bestfriend, do it by my lonely But they can't go phony, CB4 n***a Actin like gusto, u super p**y n***a Better then no rookie n***a Hood legend like to Tookie n***a White wrist like blue weed n***a But i ain't cripping though Shoot your a** from head to toe When I see you n***a I heard they say this-that I heard so many rumors I heard so much bullsh** U got a dick or a clit Better yet your clique on b**h, p**y n***a They call me Flocka i dont got no lyrics n***a Trey blunt n***a i dont want no lyrics n***a Riding in my box chevy Aye thats my hood car, graduated from a hood star These n***as get me mad I dont mean to brag 30 bands I got swagg My show 15 bands, corner every month Motherf**er lets stunt 2 chains, 2 rings, 1 bright, 1 bracelet n***a u got gooch 4 brains [Hook] I throw money out my window just 2 front (Uh Huh) Loud purp in the swisha, thats the blunt (Uh Huh) I heard Im ugly but you can't call me broke (Uh Huh) Waka Flocka Flame little shawty dope (Uh Huh) Tay On the beat, Thats them stacks (Uh Huh) Hit the strip club just 2 watch that a** clap (Uh Huh) n***as buck, we gon bleed him asap (Uh Huh) This Rap sh** booming like this sh** a trap (Uh Huh) [Verse 2] Ok what the f** to say I got juice n***a, im the truth n***a You can play Bishop n***a ima play Q Elm street shawty ima die Pyru G sh** here n***a You a square n***a you can never fit in my circle Geeked up like im earkle, Off them triple stacks n***as saw off white, they ain't never trapped U can call me sneak dissing This n***a answer back, he gon end up missing On my tour bus, smoking weed and f**ing hoes Waka Flocka Flame booked up meet me at my shows f** n***a its a go, n***a im on everything Damn there the hall of fame, Dont mix me for no lame b**h n***a stay out my lane, you rap n***a f** your fame You disrespect me ima put you in a picture frame f** n***a, put you on a milk carton We shooting pencils over here, no martial arting Mazzarotti Martin, beamer or a benz Pa** it 2 nobody, Motherf** a friend (FLOCKA)Put no trust in them I did that sh** 1 time, almost lost my life Crack rock but roll them dice I got 3 jobs, stunt stunt stunt stunt [Hook]