Malphurs moved with his family from Jamaica, Queens, New York to Riverdale, Georgia when he was nine years old. The name "Waka" was taken from Fozzie Bear. The name "Flocka Flame" was given to him by rapper Gucci Mane.Waka Flocka is a member of the 1017 Brick Squad Boyz, with Gucci Mane, OJ Da Juiceman, Frenchie, and Wooh Da Kid.
He was shot in the arm while struggling with a robber at a car wash in Atlanta, Georgia on the morning of January 19, 2010. His debut single is called "O Let's Do It",which peaked at #62 on the Billboard Hot 100. His debut album, Flockavelli was released later on in 2010.
The Round Of Applause Songfacts says. After an early version of "Round of Applause without Drake leaked in early August 2011, it was remixed by the Toronto MC and released it through his official blog October's Very Own, on September 11, 2011. Waka Flocka Flame then chose to master the remix and release it as the official single from his second album, Triple F Life: Friends, Fans and Family. It was released to iTunes on October 18, 2011, and to U.S. urban radio on November 1, 2011.
He was featured on Lil Jon's album Crunk Rock on the track "Throw It Up, Pt. 2 (Remix)" which also feature Pastor Troy Waka is 6'6ft 265lbs
Grove St. Party Ft. Kebo Gotti
Waka Flocka Flame Lyrics
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I gotta a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me
Bottle keep poppin' that's why the bad hoes jockin'
It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party
Rollin' a lot I'm trying to get fucked up
It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party
I step in the club, rollin' on that loud shit
My weed keep your security saying be quiet
My bread startin' a riot, your girl getting excited
Hold on wanna try it, I'm like why not try it
My swag they wanna buy it, my juice they wanna try it
Club going stupid, when I oh lets do it
Chu ain't gotta chew it, juking and she moving
Grove street villain nigga who you killin'?
Broke two years ago, now I'm worth a million
Jackson's to the ceiling that's how we ballin'
You know that I'm rollin'
Throwing up the mean bread
Now I'm bout to meet her in the club with a heater
I gotta a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me
Bottle keep poppin' that's why the bad hoes jockin
It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party
My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk,
Rollin' a lot I'm trying to get fucked up
It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party
A party ain't a party til I walk in it
Lime green flap match the fitted and the linen
Gucci shades are on my face and my lens kinda tinted
Cause my eyes real low and my head just started spinnin'
I'm rollin' like a mothafucka I'm a roll out in this motherfucker
I'ma roscoe dash it I'ma bout to show out in this mothafucka
My jewelry game on frost about to snow out in this mothafucka
Ay flocka get them burners lets pull out in this mothafucka
Ay mothafucka what the hell is you rockin' for run up on me and my squad
No that shouldn't be an option so
Somebody betta let you know I suggest that you let it go
This is grove street party safe niggas hit the exit door
I gotta a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me
Bottle keep poppin' that's why the bad hoes jockin'
It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party
My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk,
Rollin' a lot I'm trying to get fucked up
It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party
Rollin on them leaves, you can do the lean
Blowing on that loud perp, pass that bobby brown back
The hood got my fucking back, the streets I'm not duckin' that
Please step the fuck back, grove street yes we are back
Hood plus I'm nigger rich, every ghetto feeling this
20 on my right wrist, 30 on my left wrist,
100 on my neck iced out for my respect
20 fucking 10 I'ma blow the whole check
In the club flex, after party flex,
You know how we ball, all I know is ball
Every dollar in my pocket I'ma spend it all,
When a nigga die they gon' say shawty raw
I gotta a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me
Bottle keep poppin' that's why the bad hoes jockin'
It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party
My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk,
Rollin' a lot I'm trying to get fucked up
It's a party it's a party it's a party
It's a party it's a party it's a party
Waka Flocka Flame's "Grove St. Party" is a song about living the good life and celebrating one's success. The title of the song refers to Grove Street, a street in Atlanta that Waka Flocka Flame grew up on. The chorus repeats the phrase "it's a party" to indicate that the song is meant to be a celebration of success and good times. Meanwhile, the verses discuss drug use, money, and women.
The lyrics suggest that Waka Flocka Flame and his friends are enjoying a party filled with alcohol and drugs. One of his partners is described as being on a pill, while another is drunk. The song's hook, "I gotta a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me/Bottle keep poppin' that's why the bad hoes jockin'", reinforces that the party is a lavish affair where Waka and his friends are indulging in their wealth and success.
Overall, "Grove St. Party" is a song that celebrates the trappings of success and encourages listeners to indulge in the luxuries that come with it. The song's catchy chorus and high-energy beat make it a popular choice for parties and celebrations.
Line by Line Meaning
Grove Grove Street, flocka!
Waka Flocka Flame is calling out the street name of where he's from and announcing his presence.
I gotta a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me
Waka Flocka has a large amount of money and is having women count it for him.
Bottle keep poppin' that's why the bad hoes jockin'
Waka Flocka is opening bottles of alcohol and that's why attractive women are paying attention to him.
It's a party it's a party it's a party
The atmosphere is lively and Waka Flocka is expressing excitement.
My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk, Rollin' a lot I'm trying to get fucked up
Waka Flocka's friend is on drugs, the other is drunk, and he himself is trying to get high.
I step in the club, rollin' on that loud shit
Waka Flocka enters the club while under the influence of potent marijuana.
My weed keep your security saying be quiet
The strong odor of Waka Flocka's marijuana is causing club security to hush up about it.
My bread startin' a riot, your girl getting excited
Waka Flocka's wealth is causing a commotion, and women are becoming aroused.
Hold on wanna try it, I'm like why not try it
Waka Flocka is encouraging someone to try his marijuana and is willing to share.
Club going stupid, when I oh lets do it
The club experience is wild and Waka Flocka is ready to party.
Chu ain't gotta chew it, juking and she moving
Waka Flocka is dancing and enjoying the company of women who are also moving their bodies.
Grove street villain nigga who you killin'?
Waka Flocka is addressing his reputation as a troublemaker from Grove Street.
Broke two years ago, now I'm worth a million
Waka Flocka has gone from being poor just two years ago to having a net worth of one million dollars.
Jackson's to the ceiling that's how we ballin'
Waka Flocka has a lot of one hundred dollar bills, and that's how he's flaunting his wealth.
You know that I'm rollin', Throwing up the mean bread
Waka Flocka is flaunting his wealth and high status in the club.
Now I'm bout to meet her in the club with a heater
Waka Flocka plans to meet someone in the club while carrying a gun.
A party ain't a party til I walk in it
Waka Flocka believes that his presence as a famous rapper is essential to making a party a real party.
Lime green flap match the fitted and the linen
Waka Flocka's lime green shirt matches his hat and pants.
Gucci shades are on my face and my lens kinda tinted
Waka Flocka is wearing Gucci sunglasses with tinted lenses.
Cause my eyes real low and my head just started spinnin'
Waka Flocka's eyes are droopy and he's feeling the effects of the drugs he's taken.
I'm rollin' like a mothafucka I'm a roll out in this motherfucker
Waka Flocka is under the influence of drugs and plans on continuing to party.
My jewelry game on frost about to snow out in this mothafucka
Waka Flocka's jewelry is shiny and eye-catching, and he plans on showing it off.
Ay flocka get them burners lets pull out in this mothafucka
Waka Flocka is instructing someone to get guns, so they can leave the club armed.
Ay mothafucka what the hell is you rockin' for run up on me and my squad
Waka Flocka is questioning why someone would try to start something with him and his crew.
No that shouldn't be an option so, Somebody betta let you know I suggest that you let it go
Waka Flocka is warning someone that starting trouble with him and his friends is not a good idea, and they'd better back down to avoid any issues.
This is grove street party safe niggas hit the exit door
Waka Flocka is announcing that this is a Grove Street party for the neighborhood, and anyone who doesn't belong should leave now to avoid problems.
Rollin on them leaves, you can do the lean
Waka Flocka is smoking marijuana and encouraging others to do a dance move called the lean.
Blowing on that loud perp, pass that bobby brown back
Waka Flocka is inhaling potent marijuana and passing it back to his friends.
The hood got my fucking back, the streets I'm not duckin' that
Waka Flocka has the support of his neighborhood and can walk the streets without fear of danger.
Hood plus I'm nigger rich, every ghetto feeling this
Waka Flocka is wealthy and popular with people in the ghetto.
20 on my right wrist, 30 on my left wrist, 100 on my neck iced out for my respect
Waka Flocka has a lot of expensive jewelry on, including a necklace worth one hundred dollars, which he's wearing to show off his status.
20 fucking 10 I'ma blow the whole check
In 2010, Waka Flocka plans on spending all of his money.
In the club flex, after party flex, You know how we ball
Waka Flocka is showing off his wealth and lifestyle in the club and at after-parties.
Every dollar in my pocket I'ma spend it all, When a nigga die they gon' say shawty raw
Waka Flocka plans on spending all his money and living life to the fullest, and he wants to be remembered as a successful individual when he dies.
Lyrics Β© Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Bankivion Chatman, Juaquin Malphurs, Lexus Lewis, Lexus Arnel Lewis
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@TerrellRobertson-dt2ig
LA
@razzygunz3708
Flocka was waaaaaaayyy ahead of his time back in 2009-10
@naateturner7679
Facts he was the chief keef before chief keef
@ms-dr9bw
@@naateturner7679 chief keef? Keep acting like he dont sound like gucci mane in all his songs
@tyseanmason5671
Onggg
@dallaslatimore1796
@@naateturner7679 chief keef was rapping at this time wymπ
@RamiroEloy1997
Not really. Music just hasnβt progressed that much
@Tyler1too2cold3
One of the anthems for millennial high school house parties and college parties
@ddollaz33
No lies weβre told I was a freshman in high school getting turnt up at the house parties man life was lit back then man