Waka Flocka Flame

I Don't Really Care (feat. Trey Songz)

Waka Flocka Flame


Throwing money in the air like i don't really care
Standing on the chair like i don't really care
Got bitches by the pair, i'm baller of the year
And haters everywhere but i don't really care
No i don't, i don't, i don't, i don't really care
Got bitches by the pair, i'm baller of the year
And haters everywhere but i don't really care

Waka flockaaa!
I keep them bad bitches yelling it
Thugged out rich as hell plus i'm throwing dick
Drunk as shit, everywhere i go i'm yellin bricksquad monopoly loud as shit
Throwing money in the air fuck it i don't care
50 for the ear rings that's 100 for a pair
Versace on my ass 2 bands for my underwear
Foreign cars foreign broads baller of the year
Sparkles on my champagne independence day
I ain't really want yo number yo friend look better anyway

Throwing money in the air like i don't really care
Standing on the chair like i don't really care
Got bitches by the pair, i'm baller of the year
And haters everywhere but i don't really care
No i don't, i don't, i don't, i don't really care
Got bitches by the pair, i'm baller of the year
And haters everywhere but i don't really care
Gotta stop, hold up too much money to fold up
Keep some green to roll up, i run it like a motor
You see the way i pull up, attention like a soldier
What you expect to happen now i'm swaggin on the sofa
I be so reckless, spend 100, 000 on my necklace
That mean my shit is colder, my neck froze polar
Bear nigga yeah, baller of the year
And we can take it there nigga i ain't never scared

Throwing money in the air like i don't really care
Standing on the chair like i don't really care
Got bitches by the pair, i'm baller of the year
And haters everywhere but i don't really care
No i don't, i don't, i don't, i don't really care
Got bitches by the pair, i'm baller of the year
And haters everywhere but i don't really care

I see them haters watching fuck it let them hate
Mean mug them back yellin out i'm gettin cake

10, 000 worth of ones on the way, he ain't playin with
A check lil moma he just flexin, she came with you
She left with me, uhhh, interception
He saying he gone kill me when he catch me but i
Don't really care i don't, i don't, i don't really care
Got bitches by the pair, i'm baller of the year
And haters everywhere but i don't really carelly care