Waka Flocka Flame - Remix Re-Rock lyrics

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Waka Flocka Flame - Remix Re-Rock lyrics

Squad! [Hook: Waka Flocka Flame x3] Remix re-rockin', totin' rockets, came up in the hood I ain't have a option but to sell D (Uh!) [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I remix so many bricks, sold so many splits, I done tricked so many n***as, I done hit so many licks On the street top in my Reeboks and I'm higher than a tree top And my choppa is on unlock, I got mo' guns than a gun shop I got this stuck-up b**h that's smoking kush she say she got the hiccups Smashed her in my pickup when she call now I don't pick up I walk in, I take my mink off, smashed the b**h then washed my dick up I know you thought I did a show, but I just dropped two half a bricks off I never stopped trappin', I won't retire These n***as just rappin', these n***as really liars I smokin' on power, whippin' up powder And these s**as buying swag but it really makes me prouder [Hook] [Verse: 2 Young Scooter] Re-rock remix, remix re-rock Finesse king, I got brick shops I break 'em down, they get polished up, and put back together Got bricks soft as leather, some hard as a rock I put 'em on the block and then yo' traffic stops I got all this guap from them remix blocks My hustle never stops I fell off I had to remix my way to the top You want some free bands better re-rock it I give them A-1 and then I re-rock it You try to kick this do' you get hit wit' a rocket Nothin' but plugs 'round me, Young Scooter the socket [Hook] [Verse 3: Yung Fresh] Really I didn't have a choice Early age jumped of the porch, early age I wanted a Porsche Young dope boy driving them Rolls Royce Dope boy got these hoes moist You hear the dope boy in my voice Used to remix all them things and have [?] Ms. Joyce Remix everything just to make a profit Gettin' motherf**in' money the only option Man I can't go broke again gotta double up, double up, hustla, hustla Baby I'mma hustla, yo' man a customer I'm gettin' motherf**in' money, what you know? Used to be in yo' neighborhood sellin' them bows Yo' front do', we sellin' them wholes Get blunt out fast, we spend it 'til it's gone [Hook]