Tay Beatz - Throwin' Fingers lyrics

[Intro: Shad da God & Waka Flocka Flame] Public service announcement, man Waka Flocka, Papoose, and Rich Kid is in the building, man Verizon boys on deck Hundred deep (Waka Flocka) Might get stomped with two hundred feet, man Verizon boys on deck, man Rich Kid Shawty Forty n***as deep We in the V.I.P Y'all n***as can't f** with it, man Rich Kid Shawty, we deep Brick Squad [Hook: Shad da God] Forty n***as, V.I.P b**h, we deep, b**h, we deep Blowing on that gasoline b**h, we geeked, b**h, we geeked We in this b**h throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air) We in this b**h throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air) We in this b**h throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air) We in this b**h throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air) [Verse 1: Shad da God] We in this throwing fingers up, clearly we don't give a f** And we snatching girls, so them, they gon' give them b**hes up I think they buck, listened to the waitress, hit her on the bu*t I think they riled, outside in the trunk in case it gon' go down My folks gon' clown and we repping southside of the whole dang time Now hold it down, five fingers up, you're stupid, we will clown This Rich Kid Shawty, they done f**ed 'round, made me get with Waka So now when we hit the club, it's gon' be two midget choppers [?] dollar, n***a, and my bankroll budging like Big Poppa If you wanna stop her, get the [?], partner Dread head like Shotta so you know who we be Real n***a, no TV, b**h, we deep and we geeked [Hook: Shad da God] Forty n***as, V.I.P b**h, we deep, b**h, we deep Blowing on that gasoline b**h, we geeked, b**h, we geeked We in this b**h throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air) We in this b**h throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air) We in this b**h throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air) We in this b**h throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air) [Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame] Mug that n***a, tell him: "f** you, n***a" Throw your set up like: "f** y'all n***as" Mug that n***a, tell her: "f** you, b**h" Throw your set up like: "f** y'all b**hes" We thugging over here, drinking over here Banging over here, put the birds in the air Straight fraud a n***a Jump little shawty, we ain't fighting fair Brick Squad in here, Rich Kids in here Throw your sets up, n***a, put it in the air Security mug us, tell them we don't care Get stoned up, get drunk as hell Red rag shawty, throw them B's in the air (Blood) Blue rag shawty, throw them C's in the air (Crip) Yellow rag shawty, throw them L's in the air (King) Black rag shawty, throw G.D. in the air (G) [Hook: Shad da God] Forty n***as, V.I.P b**h, we deep, b**h, we deep Blowing on that gasoline b**h, we geeked, b**h, we geeked We in this b**h throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air) We in this b**h throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air) We in this b**h throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air) We in this b**h throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air) [Verse 3: Papoose] I'm from a block of drama, Papoose and Waka Flocka Seven Rich Kids, got copper-toppers, who shot you, partners? See you got your dollars, got your block up, I got my chopper It go "blocka, blocka", motherf**er, you got your doctor? The south love me, I push lines I be all up in Florida like James from Good Times Keep acting like you Kimbo, man, I'll put so many holes in you You gonna sound like a whistle when the wind blow They know my M.O.: stop him out with the Timbos We geeked up, blowing on that indo I knew he was a punk, I seen him in the club the other day I mean-mugged him and he looked the other way [Hook: Shad da God] Forty n***as, V.I.P b**h, we deep, b**h, we deep Blowing on that gasoline b**h, we geeked, b**h, we geeked We in this b**h throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air) We in this b**h throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air) We in this b**h throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air) We in this b**h throwing fingers up (fingers in the air, the air)