Feed Me

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

200 pounds, I grew that shit, you knew that shit, I do that shit

Pulled up with a hundred pounds, bales and bricks, filthy rich

All I know is grind time, nickle dime, shime time

I Intercept like Prime Time, my mind gone like nine times

Kori engineering, Gucci Mane steering

A new European, everybody peeking

It's robbing season, goons out searching

Lurking, surfing, call it reimbursement

Southside on the beat, Gucci on the strizzeet

Let me take a lizzeak… why not drive a [?]

Wow, pow, bricks right now

Slip and slide, I'm gliding by

But I'm so high, I just might die

Flocka told me go in! Rocko told me go in!

PJ told me no end, my hand, I won't throw in!

Gamble with the Joker and end up in a shoot out

Wooh, he on the lookout, Juice Man, throwing cookouts

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]

I’m in the strip club, the girls looking like zombies on the pole

They’re screaming feed me, feed me, feed me!

And when the club over, with them monsters we make scary movies girls be

Screaming, screaming, screaming, screaming!

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]

In the strip club shawty throwing up the racks

Gucci got my back, 50 stacks in the back

Mean mugging, shawty, I ain't worried 'bout that

Brick Squad Monopoly, we a wolf pack

Rolling in my zone, baby make the bootie clap!

Slapped her on the booty like I’m trying to hit that

How much it cost cause I charge a stack

Bottles in the air, hell yeah, I’m stoned!

Leaning left to right, double cup styrofoam

I’m throwing racks, just stacks on stacks

Never been a [?] only shop at Sacks

Drinking Remy by the fifth

They say Waka Flocka got a gift

Six speeds, I just shift

Every blunt of loud, I lift up

I'm higher than a motherfucker, think I might fall

Bad bitches always calling me

LeBron Flocka James, I ball, my G

Chuck up the P if you fuck with me

Monsters on the pole screaming "Throw that cash!"

Shut the fuck up, bitch, clap that ass

White fans scream "Waka Flocka, you rad!"

Always catch me with a fucking red rag

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]

I’m in the strip club, the girls looking like zombies on the pole

They’re screaming feed me, feed me, feed me!

And when the club over, with them monsters we make scary movies girls be

Screaming, screaming, screaming, screaming!

[Verse 3: Frenchie]

I got em like "I... Love this nigga"

Two hoes climbing on the pole, screaming out loud "I love this nigga!"

I'm in [?], Rendezvous

Seen the same girls that work in Perfections

They say they came straight here from Magic City

So you don't got to teach them no lessons

Girl's ass shaking when my song's on

You would swear that girl was dancing to the thong song

Put down those pom poms

Oriental, I think she's from Hong Kong

In the club full of ho zombies, screaming out "Feed me!"

But I just got this stacks girl, it ain’t gon' be that easy

Four girls leaving, they coming

All girls fucking, they coming

Just like Gucci said, I left a hundred dollars on the dresser

Just to show the bitch it ain't nothing

If you think you coming home with me, you’re fucking

You got much potential, I turn you into something

Get in my V, my music, I'm bumping

Heard you steady talking, but I ain't hear nothing

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]

I’m in the strip club, the girls looking like zombies on the pole

They’re screaming feed me, feed me, feed me!

And when the club over, with them monsters we make scary movies girls be

Screaming, screaming, screaming, screaming!