Damn

[Hook: Waka Flocka x2]
DAMN I'm iced up
DAMN I'm boomin'
DAMN 32 and so icey, moving units
Waka Flocka Flame and my nigga Young Juice
And we keep dat good coke
And we smoke the best weed

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka]
I was 9 years old, guns sold like coke
H-I-T hit squad, man dem niggas cut throat
You can me on da grove with my nigga lil' cap
Or my nigga triko, catch me in morrow (Wud up)
[?] boy they wild man dey gutta and they dirty
[?] like the boy was a surgen
She's a brain surgen, she slurpen and burpen
My chain like detergent, green and white, diamond bright
M-A-S-E made this, my chain look ridiculous
Green and white diamonds, call dat shit the flocka chain
32 ENT, call that shit the juice cake
[?] president, call that nigga waka flame
Soo woo to my blood you can call me the [?]
Always wearing red and I always get that money, man
Waka Flocka Flame, waka flocka flame, waka flocka flame
Better remember that name

[Hook: Waka Flocka x2]

[Verse 2: OJ Da Juiceman]
AYYYEEE man, I'm posted in my traphouse
Pounds of the mid got me trappein' in my weed house
DAMN, now we in my weed house
Switch that bitch around, now we trapping in my brick house
Man it's Waka Flocka Flame, Young Juiceman and this ain't no game
YEAH, we're fucking boomin
Busting bricks down and my diamonds like a movie
Juicy be the swag and we smoking on that loud pack
Golden grill, dawg, and we also [?] with them [?]
Hundred fifty round, that's a motherfucking shooter
Young Juiceman and my watch is a Muller
Pull up in my Hummer, damn I'm a stunner
8's on my arm, shitting for the summer
Fifty bricks in, hundred pound of that [?]
Young Juiceman and i keep some pounds of [?]

[Hook: Waka Flocka x2]