Mud Musik

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Half a pint for my two liter, I just slow sip Dis that mud drink, my rarri go hard in the paint Pulled up flexin right, Hopped out flexin ice Niggas would give their life, just to live my life Bitches yelling loud, walking through the crowd With a triple cup, P-P-Pour me up Bird Gang clique,Flags in the sky Walking through the crowd, I swear to god I’m in sky Astronaut high, I’m that guy Stacks on stacks, racks on racks I keep mud on standby Got some real niggas that you can’t even stand by [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] I just slow sip, P-P-Pour me up Styrofoam cup, T-T-Tripled up Dis that mud drink, four ounces in my one liter Dis that mud drink, half a pint for my 2 liter P-P-Pour me up styrofoam cup, Tripled up Dis that mud music, dis that mud drank Styrofoam cup, T-T-Tripled up [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Styrofoam cup, we pourin' up Gucci.. Flock, blowing up We’re so fucking up All our foes they be ducking us I'm a Jack boy, you’re a jackass You must dress in the dark with your tacky ass I'm big Gucci, Guwop, got 80 grand in my khaki pants 1017, yeah that's my team, BSM yeah that's my scene I’m a millionaire, is reality You want a mill, yeah that's a fucking dream I'm on mine,… don’t watching… I’m too hot, … I’m too fly …nigga I’mma buy my bread I don’t want no pussy girl, give me head We ain't even got to stop to use the bed Ain’t no need to fuck up my spread I’m drinking, I’m thinking All the real niggas we’re linking ..got me famous, Gucci! [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] I just slow sip, P-P-Pour me up Styrofoam cup, T-T-Tripled up Dis that mud drink, four ounces in my one liter Dis that mud drink, half a pint for my 2 liter P-P-Pour me up styrofoam cup, Tripled up Dis that mud music, dis that mud drank Styrofoam cup, T-T-Tripled up [Verse 3: 2 Chainz] This that Kickstand campaign, over their heads like an airplane Bring your girl to the club round me and my nigga's then she fair game… I'm 2 Chainz, I’m too much Every time I fuck her I give two nuts! Everytime you see me, I'm with two sluts I ain’t eatin' her out unless the coochi cut Promethazine contraband, tell them folks we'll contraband BrickSquad.. Duffle-bag, bunch of knucklehead nigga's saying fuck the feds Got bread long like Subway, Louis' on, un-lace 'em And I ain't talking money when I hit you with this one k.(Brrrap) I need two more, two liters, I got bass like two speakers It must be do-or-die, cause these nigga's out here po-pimping! All we’re doing is slow sipping I be on that codeine, got four zips About to pour it on his ice-cream [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] I just slow sip, P-P-Pour me up Styrofoam cup, T-T-Tripled up Dis that mud drink, four ounces in my one liter Dis that mud drink, half a pint for my 2 liter P-P-Pour me up styrofoam cup, Tripled up Dis that mud music, dis that mud drank Styrofoam cup, T-T-Tripled up