Waka Flocka Flame — Lick a Shot

[Hook: Wooh da Kid] Stay low to the floor when I'm in the spot Everybody on the floor, I'ma lick a shot If you wanna jack, I'ma give you what I got Midget jumping out my bag, it's a hundred shot Stay low to the floor when I'm in the spot Everybody on the floor, I'ma lick a shot If you wanna jack, I'ma give you what I got Midget jumping out my bag, it's a hundred shot [Verse 1: Wooh da Kid] It's a foul odor coming from the back porch Not the Ghost Rider, but I left his ass torched Left him burnt in the back with his Glock on him Caught him slipping 'cause you know I had to drop on him From his little chick daddy call his main squeeze She ain't praying to the Lord when she's on her knees Top shottas don't fuck with no rude boys No, I ain't Santa Claus, but I got lots of toys He was in the back, blowing on ganja He fucked up 'cause he have marijuana This was a old beef, I guess he thought the beef was dead "And we don't know who did it" is what the paper said [Hook: Wooh da Kid] Stay low to the floor when I'm in the spot Everybody on the floor, I'ma lick a shot If you wanna jack, I'ma give you what I got Midget jumping out my bag, it's a hundred shot Stay low to the floor when I'm in the spot Everybody on the floor, I'ma lick a shot If you wanna jack, I'ma give you what I got Midget jumping out my bag, it's a hundred shot [Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame] I got a phone call, a nigga stole a whole brick Oh shit, squadded up, call the whole click I'm finna let my pistol whip, pistol-whip a bitch I got a head shot, shawty, I'm finna shoot the bitch Fuck the cops, murk this block, we gon' shoot it out Where the green flag, shawty? I can't go without It's a drought down south, I'm charging twenty-six Go a couple states up, charge thirty-six My dope the sickest, make them J's breathless I'll snatch your necklace, car squeeze, breathless I'm on that trap shit, slab, rock, rap shit I'll holler, "Flocka wants the girls", start flocking quick [Hook: Wooh da Kid] Stay low to the floor when I'm in the spot Everybody on the floor, I'ma lick a shot If you wanna jack, I'ma give you what I got Midget jumping out my bag, it's a hundred shot Stay low to the floor when I'm in the spot Everybody on the floor, I'ma lick a shot If you wanna jack, I'ma give you what I got Midget jumping out my bag, it's a hundred shot [Verse 3: Wooh da Kid] Licked a shot for my moms raising five kids Five boys, no pops, they some bad kids It's in my bloodline, everybody cut throat My moms got shot, but the nigga got smoked In '94, I had had my mom's 25 strap Coming for your lunch money and we taking snacks Moved to Atlanta, Georgia, back in '99 Scruff McGruff-ass niggas screaming, "stop the crime" Real killers get it done, they gon' lick a shot Never told on a soul, I am what you not If you wanna jack, I'ma give you what I got Lick a shot at the cowards tipping off the cops