Stoned - Gucci Mane, Waka Flocka Flame

Ha!

This dem Ferrari Boyz — catch up!

BURR!

Catch up!

Catch up!

She stoned, she stoned, she gone off that Patron

I gave that bitch a hundred dollars just to leave me 'lone

Tell the waitress bring mo' bottles up cause she can keep the chaser

Lil' momma switchin by my section she want me to chase her (NOPE)

Wasted on moscato, but I’m losin my patience

I’m tellin her come go with me but all her homegirls hatin (FUCK 'EM)

Like Fred Flintstone, I’m a rolling stone (STONE)

My best friend is Barney so you know I’m rollin strong (STRONG)

Shawty in the zone, dress with the thong

Every nigga in the club tryin to take her home (GUCCI)

Shawty in the zone, dress with the thong

And every player in the club tryin to take her home (Gucci)

Ay let’s get stoned (stoned) I’m so stoned

Like Fred Flintstone, I got a partner named Barney

and he keep me in the zone, the whole club stoned

The whole world stoned, and tonight we 'bout to party

like we just came home;

ay let’s get stoned (stoned)

Like Fred Flintstone, I got a partner named Barney

and he keep me in the zone, the whole club stoned

The whole world stoned, tonight we 'bout to party like we just came home

Put your blunts in air, hookahs in the air

Put your lighter in the air if you tryin to get stoned

Tonight I’m puttin on, I swear to God I’ll survive

Bitch I am that high!

Yes I am stoned

Drinkin on Obama, it’s rainin white liquor

Gucci pass the dutches, I don’t do no Swishers

Rock yellow stones, rock red stones

Bitch my money long, poppin pills and blowin strong

I’m a 'Stone Cold' flexer, Steve Austin (stunner)

Every concert man I’m gone (flex) stoned

In my zone hater leave me alone, be gone

Bird chains in the air — screamin as I yell

When you hear this song

The crowd gon' be jumpin up and down

Screamin I’m stoned!

(I'm stoned!)

White Remy Martin can’t drink Patron

Lost my keys I can’t even make it home

E’rybody in here gone, all my homeboys stoned

My dogs just came home, ball like the Georgia Dome

Thinkin — it’s back on, drinkin — that there Patron

It’s over, I’m loaded, we toasted, we grown