Waka Flocka Flame Ft. Gucci Mane - Ferrari Boyz Lyrics

Holiday season

Pyong! catch up

It’s gucci...



I’m in the yellow thang on the expressway

That bi**h so nasty it might give a bi**h road rage

Get out my lane: ferrari boyz

You see the chain: so icey boyz

I’m running in a mansion but i don’t think i’m fancy

But i cut the blinker on and my diamonds dancing

Once upon a time, a little while ago

There was a nigga in a “rari with a pretty yellow ho

Got my head held up cause i think i’m handsome

But the media portraying me as charles manson

And i cut up ?

But i’d rather pull up solo in the yellow 2-seater

Gucci...



Get out my lane ferrari boyz

You see the chain so icey boyz



Riding in the ‘rari same color as bacardi

She don’t like me, shawty, man she like my car

Damn near wanna f**k my chain,

Damn near wanna f**k my name

Deep dish rims on my horses, mane

That’s how me and gucci mane claim

Iced out

How our bandana’s like santana’s, screaming out

Who wants some banner?”

Hit a million off my words,

They love my country grammar

that’s the antenna,

But your rapping careers got static in it

i’m a walking meal ticket, just wait a minute

bank account got commas in it

All that while ? was in it

I hear em talking gangsta s**t

But i know they lame as hell

One thing i ain’t gon ?

Pu**y ni**a you sweet as hell

My name ring bells, my engine loud as hell

S**t, my ‘rari cost about 230 bills..



Brick squad monopoly, that’s my company

Bi**h i’m buying all the property...