Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Google Me , by - Waka Flocka Flame. Release date: 29.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Google Me |
| Google me, google me |
| It’s gon' tell you I’m a real nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I ain’t never been a scared nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I held it down in jail, nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I’ma always keep a tool on me |
| Google me, google me |
| It’s gon' tell you I’m a real nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I ain’t never been a scared nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I held it down in jail, nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I’ma always keep a tool on me |
| I’m fresher than a baby’s ass, trying to get that baby cash |
| Two deep in the coop, just me and Chaz |
| All I see, think, and dream about is cash, never, ever had cash |
| What I rap for is cash |
| Let’s get money, nigga |
| Signed to So Icey, no swer, Flocka 'bout his cash |
| Jim Carrey chain on, my charm green as the Mask |
| 1017, you can call that shit Brick Squad |
| 4−9 and 37, you can call that shit Hit Squad |
| Slow down, I’m going out of breath, Flocka going hard |
| Thinking smart, making new friends, keep my hands in |
| I’m about a dollar and I got no fucking sense |
| I need a big ass house with a white picket fence |
| Google me, google me |
| It’s gon' tell you I’m a real nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I ain’t never been a scared nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I held it down in jail, nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I’ma always keep a tool on me |
| Google me, google me |
| It’s gon' tell you I’m a real nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I ain’t never been a scared nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I held it down in jail, nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I’ma always keep a tool on me |
| Google me, google me, tell me what you find |
| Cocaine dealers stay cooking all the time |
| Whipping four-ways, babies, and nines |
| Murderistic mind, keep a 40 by my side |
| Cartel be a real Mexican goonie |
| Trap doing crazy numbers, call it Looney Tooney |
| Pussy talking shit, but now he saying nothing |
| Pull up to the red light, MGM dumping |
| Two always zooming, that’s part of my wardrobe |
| Scared to kill a nigga? |
| Then what you got a strap for? |
| If you ain’t getting money, then what you live for? |
| Six figure playmate on my fucking cellie phone |
| Google me, google me |
| It’s gon' tell you I’m a real nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I ain’t never been a scared nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I held it down in jail, nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I’ma always keep a tool on me |
| Google me, google me |
| It’s gon' tell you I’m a real nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I ain’t never been a scared nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I held it down in jail, nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I’ma always keep a tool on me |
| Google me, nigga, pull up my resume |
| It’s gon' tell you I do gangsta shit everyday |
| I swear to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth |
| So I gotta keep it a hundred when I’m in the booth |
| And when I’m in the streets, even in my sleep |
| I can go anywhere, bet they’ll remember me |
| It’s a red sky, you’d better do your homework |
| I had my own pistols I had my own purp |
| I never been a bitch, I never turned snitch |
| So if you disrespect me, that’ll get you burned quick |
| I hate bitch niggas, I hang with real guys |
| 'Cause I’m a real nigga, you better realize |
| Google me, google me |
| It’s gon' tell you I’m a real nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I ain’t never been a scared nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I held it down in jail, nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I’ma always keep a tool on me |
| Google me, google me |
| It’s gon' tell you I’m a real nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I ain’t never been a scared nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I held it down in jail, nigga |
| Google me, google me |
| I’ma always keep a tool on me |
| Google me, motherfucking K-I-N-T-O |
| Waka Flocka, So Icey, Mafia Made, cutthroat |
| Bald heads, tatted, up Mexicans from the A |
| Box chevorlet, 28's, amigo getting paid |
| Google me, see me, black rag and pistol |
| Love this gangsta shit, gutter life is what I live for |
| Type of nigga that’ll, the type of nigga that’ll snatch yo hoe |
| South Atlanta, Murder Street, in the hood, you’ll find me |
| Forest Park, Riverdale, tool on deck, Google me |
| Need work, need pills, and green? |
| Yeah, just Google me |
| Make money, live fast, drug life and gang fights |
| Might sell your grave, yeah, and kick your door the same night |