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
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Waka Flocka Flame Lyrics
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Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance
DJ turn me up, ladies, this yo' jam (come on)
I'ma sip Moscato and you 'gon lose them pants
Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands (leggo)
Girl, drop it to the floor
I love the way yo' booty go
And I'll proceed to throw this cash (Flocka, Waka Flocka, Waka Flocka)
All that ass in yo' jeans
Can Wale beat? Can Roscoe skeet?
Long hair, she don't care
When she walk she get stares
Brown skin or a yellow-bone
DJ, this my favorite song
So I'ma make it thunderstorm
Bud, want it Flocka, yeah
Blow it, fuck it, I don't care
Chests' flyin' everywhere
Tap my partner Roscoe, like
"Bruh, I'm drunk as hell, can't you tell?"
Threw seventy bands, bet fifty stacks, oh fuckin' well
I'm tryna hit the hotel with two girls that swallow me
Take this dick, wanna swallow, Pink Moscato got her freaky
Ayy, you got me in a trance, please take off yo' pants
Pussy pop on a handstand, you got me sweatin'
Please pass me a fan, damn (Flocka, Waka Flocka, Waka Flocka)
Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance
DJ turn me up, ladies, this yo' jam (come on)
I'ma sip Moscato and you 'gon lose them pants
Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands (leggo)
Girl, drop it to the floor
I love the way yo' booty go
All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move (ayy, ayy)
And I'll proceed to throw this cash (Wale, uh)
She said, "Look ma, no hands"
She said, "Look ma, no hands"
And, no darling, I don't dance
And I'm with Roscoe, I'm with Waka
I think I deserve a chance
I'm a bad mothafucka, go n' ask them mothafuckas
A young handsome mothafucka
I sling that wood, I just nunchuck 'em
And who you wit'? And what's yo' name?
And you not hip? Boo, I'm Wale
And that D.C. shit, I rep all day
And my eyes red 'cause of all that haze
Don't blow my high, let me shine
Drumma on the beat, let me take my time
Nigga want beef? We can take it outside
Fight for what broad? These hoes ain't mine
Is you out yo' mind? You out yo' league
I sweat no bitches, just sweat out weaves
Wear out tracks, let me do my thing
I got sixteen for this Roscoe thing
But I'm almost done, let me get back to it
Whole lotta loud in a lil' Backwood
Whole lotta money, big tip, I would
I put her on the train, little engine could, bitch
Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance
DJ turn me up, ladies, this yo' jam (come on)
I'ma sip Moscato and you 'gon lose them pants
Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands (leggo)
Girl, drop it to the floor
I love the way yo' booty go
All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move
And I'll proceed to throw this cash
Roscoe Dash, okay (leggo)
R-O-S-C-O-E (O-E)
Mr. Shawty Put It On Me (please)
I be goin' ham (ham)
Shorty upgrade from bologna (please)
Them niggas tippin' good, girl, but I can make it flood (I can)
'Cause I walk around with pockets bigger that are than my bus (whoa)
"Rain, rain go away" that's what all my haters say
My pockets stuck on overload, my rain never evaporates (never)
No need to elaborate (never), most of these ducks exaggerate (they do)
But I'ma get money, nigga, every day stuntin', nigga
Ducks might get a chance after me (go)
Bitch, I'm ballin' like I'm comin' off of free throws
Just ahead of the game, no cheat codes
Lambo' Roscoe, no street code (skrrt)
And your booty got me lost like Nemo
Go, go, go, go-gon' and do yo' dance (right now)
And, I'ma throw this money
While you do it wit' no hands (I'm gon')
Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance
DJ turn me up, ladies, this yo' jam (come on)
I'ma sip Moscato and you 'gon lose them pants
Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands
Girl, drop it to the floor
I love the way yo' booty go
All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move
And I'll proceed to throw this cash (wow, wow, wow, wow)
Leggo
The song "No Hands" by Waka Flocka Flame is a club banger that is all about the magic of watching a lady's booty work on the dancefloor. The lyrics talk about how the singer is transfixed by the way the girl moves and how he will enjoy a sip of moscato while she loses her pants. The singer proceeds to throw money as the girl dances, and the song features catchy hooks from both Wale and Roscoe Dash. The overall message of the song is about having a good time and enjoying oneself at a club.
The first verse of the song is sung by Waka Flocka Flame, and it focuses on the girl's booty shaking. He talks about the way she mesmerizes him and how he just wants to sit back and watch her dance. He also talks about how he has money to throw and how he plans to do just that as the girl twerks. The second verse is sung by Wale and focuses on his own sexual prowess. He talks about how he doesn't dance but how he is still a "bad motherfucker." The last verse, which is performed by Roscoe Dash, continues the theme of throwing money while the girl dances.
Line by Line Meaning
Girl the way you're movin'
The girl's movement is captivating
Got me in a trance, DJ turn me up
I am entranced and want the DJ to increase the music volume
Ladies dis yo jam (c'mon)
This music is for the ladies to get up and dance
I'ma sip Moscato
I'll drink my favorite wine Moscato
And you 'gon lose dem pants
Your pants are going to get removed
Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands
I will throw cash while you dance without using your hands
Girl drop it to the floor
The girl must move her body to the floor
I love the way yo booty go
I appreciate how the girl's butt moves
All I want to do is sit back, and watch you move
I just want to relax and enjoy watching the girl move
And I'll proceed to throw this cash
I will continue to throw money as the girl dances
(Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, whoa, whoa)
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All that ass
The girl has a significant butt
In yo jeans
The girl has a big butt even in jeans
Can Wale beat
Wale cannot surpass the girl's appearance and body features
And Roscoe skeet
Roscoe is impressively aroused by the girl's body
Long hair she don't care
The girl has long hair and does not bother much about her appearance
When she walk she get stares
She attracts attention when she walks
Brown skin or a yellow-bone
The girl's skin complexion is brown or light-skinned
D.J. this my favorite song
The DJ must play my most preferred song
So I'ma make it thunderstorm
I'll make it rain money like a thunderstorm
Bud, want it Flocka yea
I prefer Flocka beer
Blowin' fuck it I don't care
I don't mind smoking cigarettes
Dresses flyin' everywhere
Girls' dresses are visible and flying around
Got my partner Roscoe, like bruh
I have Roscoe with me
I'm drunk as hell, can't you tell?
I'm highly intoxicated, it's evident
Booze help me hit them fifteen steps
Alcohol helps me climb some fifteen steps
I'm fuckin', well I'm tryna hit the hotel
I'm trying to engage in a sexual activity at the hotel
With two girls that swallow me
Two girls are ready to perform oral sex on me
Take this dick while swallow
I'll penetrate while being swallowed by the girl
Pay Moscato got her freaky
Moscato wine makes her wild
Aye you got me in a trance
The girl has me captivated
Please take off yo pants
Kindly remove your pants
Pussy pop on her handstand
The girl does a handstand and twerks
You got me sweatin'
You're making me sweat
Please pass me a fan damn!
I need a fan to cool off
(Aye, aye, Wale, uh)
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She said look ma' no hands
The girl is dancing hands-free
And no darling I don't dance
I don't dance like the girl
And, I'm with Roscoe, I'm with Waka
I'm with Roscoe and Waka
I think I deserve a chance
I deserve an opportunity
I'm a bad mothafucka'
I'm a dangerous male
Gon' ask some mothafuckas
Ask around about my prowess
A young handsome mothafucka'
I'm an attractive young man
I sling that wood I just nun chuck 'em
I'm good at sex and using nun chucks
And, who you wit' and, what's yo name?
Who's with you, and what's your name?
And, you not hear boo, I'm Wale
Don't you recognize me? I'm Wale
And, that D.C. shit I rep all day
I represent D.C. all day long
And, my eyes red 'cause of all that haze
My eyes are red from smoking a lot
Don't blow my high, let me shine
Don't ruin my mood; let me enjoy myself
Drumma' on the beat, let me take my time
The drummer must keep the beat for me to take my time
Nigga want beef we can take it outside
I'm ready to fight if anyone wants to start trouble
Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine
Why fight for girls? I don't own them
Is you out yo mind, you out yo league
Are you crazy, you're out of your class
I sweat no bitches, just sweat out weaves
I don't stress over girls; they stress themselves
Where our tracks, let me do my thing
Where's our music; let me entertain myself
I got sixteen, for this Roscoe thing
I have written sixteen lines for this Roscoe feature
But, I'm almost done, let me get back to it
I'm almost through, let me continue
Whole lotta loud, and a little backwood
A lot of highly potent weed and little tobacco
Whole lotta money, big tip I would
I have a lot of cash and would tip generously
I put her on the train, little engine could, bitch
I got the girl excited sexually
(Roscoe Dash, let's go)
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R-O-S-C-O-E-Mr. shawty put it on me (please)
Roscoe addresses a girl to move on him
I be goin' ham
I'm going hard like a ham
Shawty upgrade from baloney (please)
The girl is more than just a regular girl; she's an upgrade
Them niggas tippin' good
People are giving money
Girl but I can make it flood (I can)
I can flood the place with money
Cause I walk around
I walk around with
With pockets bigger that are than my bus (whoa)
My pockets are deep
Rain, rain go away
Go away rain
That's what all my haters say
My critics say negative things
My pockets stuck on overload
My pockets are filled to capacity
My rain never evaporates
My wealth never diminishes
No need to elaborate
There's nothing more to explain
Most studies just exaggerate
Most research is exaggerated
But, I'ma get money nigga
But I'll make money, man
Everyday stuntin' nigga
I flaunt my success every day
Ducks might get a chance after me, bitch I'm ballin'
Other guys might get a chance after me, but I'm wealthy and having fun
Like I'm comin' off of free throws
I'm successful effortlessly as I pass other people
Cause the head of the game
I am the leader of the game
No cheat codes Lambo, Roscoe
I don't fake things; it's my real Lambo with Roscoe
No street code and your booty got me lost like Nemo
Without an obligation, she captivates me like Nemo
Go, go, go g-gon' and do yo dance
Go ahead and dance
And, I'ma throw this money
I'll throw money while the girl dances
While you do it wit' no hands (Go on!)
While you dance without using hands
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Capitol CMG Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jeffrey Lee Johnson, Christopher James Gholson, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Juaquin Malphurs
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