Salute Me Or Shoot Me

Waka Flocka Flame Salute Me Or Shoot Me Lyrics
1.Salute Me Or Shoot Me (Intro)


2.We On The Way

W aka Flocka flame all day W aka Flocka flame all day W aka
Flocka flame all day
I sell yay i sell coke i sell crack i sell meth I sell yay i
sell coke i sell crack i sell meth I sell yay i sell coke i sell
crack i sell meth i seel weight i sell 6 i sell kush i sell perp
i sell mid i got goons i got troops they gone shoot


mind of a broke nigga swag like a rich nigga 7th grade shawty
when i see my first weed money
8th grade nigga dumpin dick off chain holla waka flocka flame
watch these girls get off the chain


3.Southside

C-L-A-Y-T-O-N till I die
H-A-T- till I die
Sell that weed till I die
Move that crack till I die
Claim southside till I die
Till I die, till I die
I ain't gon lie, ain't gon lie (Flocka)
(2x)

Stupid stupid swag you ca call me argentina
Run up on flocka, homie got dat nina
I will burn you boi, I'm not playin boi
U kno bout me boi, built to destroy
So icey army slash navy slash marine boys
We got hella guns, we got hella Bloods, we got hella crips, we
got Hella kings, we got hella folks, niggas sell coke
Sum sell pillz, sum sell weed
We got what u need, and we work dem M's bitch
Dem bitches drilled em, hoes killed em
Ask about flocka all the gurls feel him
And they dig him, yes they love him
But they dirty, u can't really trust them
Niggas at yo front, niggas at yo back door,
They even at yo window, heard u got da kinfolk


Dick me? pipe me? naw daz unlikely
Cause jail (I ain't gon hav dat)
Parole (I ain't gon hav dat)
Da yard (I ain't gon hav dat)
Da barz (I ain't gon hav dat)
Eastside (ain't gon hav dat)
Westside (ain't gon hav dat)
Northside (ain't gon hav dat)
Southside (ain't gon hav dat)
(2x) think about watchu doin if you run up on me


4.Waka Flocka Flame


5.Iced Out


6.Su Woo


7.Check In


8.No Jumper


9.U Just Like My Swagg


10.I Work


11.Rock Hop


12.Lick A Shot


13.Out The Bag Waka (Skit)

I'm smoking out the bag now, all my bitches bad now
All these rappers mad now, in my condo keeps them pills
To get some bitches running round
I'm smoking out the bag now, all my bitches bad now
Got these rappers mad now, in my condo keeps them pills
To get some bitches running round

My youngings fucking run the town, you flex they gonna gun you
down
Hit your block with a hundred rounds
Make you hardest nigga in your hood lay it down
I'm flexing with a sack now, shooters on my payroll
Shooting at a snap now
I'm smoking out the pound now, my fingers I keep bad bitches
wrapped now
I'm in the club, hunneds on the ground
Got a bad bitch, slim waist her ass round
Flocka in the club it's going down, young richie rich, keep a
bad bitch, waka flocka

I'm smoking out the bag now, all my bitches bad now
All these rappers mad now, in my condo keeps them pills
To get some bitches running round
I'm smoking out the bag now, all my bitches bad now
Got these rappers mad now, in my condo keeps them pills
To get some bitches running round

I'm riding in the ghost now, no rims just factory
Got the word that the fuck boys is after me
You gonna need an army thinking bout catching me
I came from the crack block, never talk to a cop
That's not me, nigga disrespect then you know it's click pop
You know how a nigga rock, tattoos diamond grill, and some dread
locks, flocka
Grandma I ain't gonna stop, till that million dollar check get
dropped in your mailbox

I'm smoking out the bag now, all my bitches bad now
All these rappers mad now, in my condo keeps them pills
To get some bitches running round
I'm smoking out the bag now, all my bitches bad now
Got these rappers mad now, in my condo keeps them pills
To get some bitches running round


14.Stupid


15.Dreads N Gold

2 x Hook:
Flocka dreads and gold I'm from down south
Flocka dreads and gold I'm from down south
Flocka dreads and gold I'm from down south
down south, down south
shawty from down south with the gold in his mouth
shawty shawty from down south with the gold in his mouth

Big ass twinty eights looking like a pepsi cap
if you try waka flocka bet his puss ass die
put them goons on your mama, put them goons on your grand mama
goons on yo girl and brutha (gold like mr T)
put your ass six feet deep
get your mind off that fuck shit
hoes,cars,and clothes is all a young nigga want
I'ma lose my fucking lungs if I keep on smoking blunts
yes I do gang bang Su wuu to da B gang
free my nigga Gucci Mane I can't really see mane
free free my nigga Gucci Mane I can't really see mane
free my nigga Gucci Mane, free my nigga Gucci Mane
free my nigga Gucci Mane, free free my nigga Gucci Mane
I can't really see me, rolling up the benz me,
look at flocka fucking chain
I don't really drank that lame
Riverdale boys we do our thang

with that marry fucking jane
and that coke skirt cane
go go go V12 at my front doe and back doe
go get my mack folk I ain't going down like that
it's bout a 100 years then they large your..
tryin to run up in my house,
we gonna shoot it out cause Flocka

2 x Hook:
Flocka dreads and gold I'm from down south
Flocka dreads and gold I'm from down south
Flocka dreads and gold I'm from down south
down south, down south
shawty from down south with the gold in his mouth
shawty shawty from down south with the gold in his mouth

Light skin light skin, hell yea, I dig that
big tits big tits hell yeah I love that
lil ass nice waste cute face nice shape
but shawty keep my dick swole...
so I see boys keep bad bitches and shawty know what we about
baby hole my pistol put this clip in your fucking mouth
now she's high as hell off in the..
I ..my dick off in her mouth
run up in your husband huse, that when we do down south


16.So Icey Boys


17.I'm Not A Rapper


18.U A Lame

imma fuck her; not gon lick her;
imma beat her back out..
you gon cake; you gon lay; you gon let yo guard down..
imma fuck her; not gon lick her;
imma beat her back out..
you gon cake; you gon lay; you gon let yo guard..

imma fuck her; not gon lick her;
imma beat her back out..
you gon cake; you gon lay; you gon let yo guard down..
you a lame; imma boss; thats what these girls like..
from L.A. to New York; imma give these girls hell!

*Flocka*
you gon tell her that you love her;
imma treat her for the night..
imma freaky nigga might lick a bitch down.. NO!
in the six wit mo dro; blowin kush down..
things are good in da hood; im bustin bricks down..
ak 47 for dem boys tryna play around..
i like my booty round..
all my hoes love to bounce..
shawty you a fool wit it; shawty you a fool wit it..
STOP!


*Wooh Da Kid*
face down ass up; wont make love in da mouth..
imma beat ha like she stole my last blunt;
in da drought..
wooh da kid fucked yo main & yo sista..
ha mouths a playground; so i neva kissed ha..
too many kids played around in ha playground..
call dis girl mary j; cuz she goin down!
you spend yo money; breakin bread wit a freak bitch..
dont give ha shit; but some rubber & a dope dick..


19.Grinch


20.Salute Me Or Shoot Me (Outro)