I C U - Waka Flocka Flame

I C U niggas faking, you ain’t really got it\nI C U niggas faking, you don’t really want it\nI C U niggas faking, that shit ain’t a hundred\nI C U niggas faking, I C U niggas faking\nI C U niggas faking, I C U niggas\nI C U niggas faking, I C U niggas faking\nI C U niggas faking, I C U niggas\nI C U niggas, I C U nigga\nSalute me or just shoot me, you know how am rocking\nSell, go rob, nigga I ain’t have an option\nEverybody acting killer, ain’t nobody is dropping\nYou can tell a real shooter, when they pistol popping\nYour girl a easy fuck, I ain’t take her shopping\nShe say you don’t fuck her right, I got that pussy running\nWhat’s a AP and am rolling, for that shit ain’t nothing\nI’m in Europe, I’m in Asia, Fucking Bali\nI follow Reggae like a head of money calling\nSay he want to F a brick in a back of dolphin\nSay your trap house booming, dem am gooms lurkey\nFor the bread, I C U and two surgeons\nHe said he ain’t fucking with that white boy, Matt Ryan\nHe go get rich, or go get fat trying\nYou don’t live that lifestyle, boy you just ripening\nOG just got eighteen years and he’s still triping\nBunch of acting ass niggas, you deserve a Oscar\nPull up on your F-er skirt, bow wacka flocka\nThey don’t know how it really feel to bust a choppa\nOr go to war and come back home without your partner\nBlood, what the fuck you do? Range on the south side\nGet these like a fucking zoo\nPlay my young, niggas, not the fight, just a fucking show\nI ain’t got to lift a finger, send my new recruit