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Pockets On Gas Light
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Waka Flocka Flame
Featuring(s) : Eldorado Red
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[Waka Flocka Flame] Broke ass nigga Pockets on full, his on E Quarter tank ass niggas ain't seeing me I've been getting paid, he trying to get right Shawty mad 'cause his pockets on gas light Pockets on full, his on E Quarter tank ass niggas ain't seeing me I've been getting paid, he trying to get right Shawty mad 'cause his pockets on gas light [Eldorado Red] His pockets on E like he running out of gas Eldorado Red, I'm never running out of cash Dope boy swag, I keep a duffel bag And guess what, nigga? That bitch filled with rags Me and Waka Flocka and Gucci Gucci We take your bitch, never to the movies To the hotel, in and out our door In the club, throwing money, boy, I'm showing off Half a brick of soda got me stunting good I don't need to lie, I'ma keep it hood Old school donk, p*ssy paint wet Purple and green, yeah, I'm on my set I love to flex, got stupid diamonds No record deal, but I'm still shining Me and YG Hoot hopping out that Bentley Coupe I keeps some young niggas with me and they gon' shoot Pockets on full, his on E Quarter tank ass niggas ain't seeing me I've been getting paid, he trying to get right Shawty mad 'cause his pockets on gas light Pockets on full, his on E Quarter tank ass niggas ain't seeing me I've been getting paid, he trying to get right Shawty mad 'cause his pockets on gas light [YG Hootie] Let a nigga take you out, bitch, gangstas like dough You ain't in my lane, your maintenance light's on A full tank of gas and I push buttons fast Did donuts on the Deuce Line when I brought that money back It's Hoo-doe in that two-door when I'm swerving [?] what I'm serving, balling like a person Heard he mad at me, but I ain't never heard him He must know better, my flag red, oh, it's burgan- Dy, I'm a G from the P, pockets never on gas light And if they is, I'ma hit a lick to get back right I hit for 30 racks, I hit for 40 racks Back to slanging yayo like, "Where E-40 at?" My hood evil, nigga, you full of that phony yak NFL program, all I do is quarterback Getting OT money on Cali soil Making your bitch's p*ssy boil, my plan never foils Pockets on full, his on E Quarter tank ass niggas ain't seeing me I've been getting paid, he trying to get right Shawty mad 'cause his pockets on gas light Pockets on full, his on E Quarter tank ass niggas ain't seeing me I've been getting paid, he trying to get right Shawty mad 'cause his pockets on gas light [Waka Flocka Flame] His gas light on, his pockets on empty Old half-a-tank niggas can't f*ck with me Pockets on full, yours on E My trapping jersey worth about two bricks Just hit a lick, so I'm super straight I got that super cake, diamonds hella bright Like the sunlight, call it crushed ice Green diamond chain the same color as a can of Sprite What's my appetite? About a quarter million R.I.P. Biggie, west side Bloods f*cking with me I'm the down south Blood, what it do, Blood? When you be me in the club, you see a real nigga Pockets on full, his on E Quarter tank ass niggas ain't seeing me I've been getting paid, he trying to get right Shawty mad 'cause his pockets on gas light Pockets on full, his on E Quarter tank ass niggas ain't seeing me I've been getting paid, he trying to get right Shawty mad 'cause his pockets on gas light
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