He on a plate (yuh)
He on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line, I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale" (ándale, ándale)
Who wanna play? (Who?)
Put you on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale" (ándale)
Taps is on the fade, so you know you don't play (yuh)
Taps is in his phase, so you know he ain't gon' play (yuh)
Whole hood dripping red, lil' pussy nigga
Whole hood dripping red, lil' pussy nigga
He [?] up on the motha, that boy gon' shoot ya
Waka Flocka love your hood, I might recuit ya (for real)
I can't f*ck with a bitch, you know it
Two Rollies and that AP, tonight I'ma throw it (flex)
Put-put-put that pussy on the plate, told that young'un eat it [?]
He full, we don't f*ck with fake niggas (for real)
We don't hate, we just stack cake (Flocka)
We ain't saving nobody, feed 'em to the apes (squad)
He on a plate
H-he on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line, I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale" (brrr)
Who wanna play? (Yuh, who?)
Put you on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale"
I'm in the spot with a carbon in the blow torch
We gon' swoop that pussy nigga like a new Ford
He cookin' dope and he eating off the same fork
We shootin' pistols over here like this shit is a sport
Hopped off the Porsche, then I jumped in a horse
Niggas hatin' and they fakin' at same time
I keep 'stendos in my clips, they got hangtime
Goonies right here lurking and these niggas snorting lines
Nigga, this shit ain't no tape, you can't press rewind (real shit)
If I put you on a plate, boy it's dinnertime (chicken wings)
Touch one of mine, I'm gonna lose my mind (for real, for real)
That's a jungle, y'all might call this shit [?]
F*ck the cops, bitch we gunnin' at them porcupines
He on a plate (bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)
He on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line, I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale"
Who wanna play?
Put you on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale"
Waka Flocka Flame - On A Plate Lyrics
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He on a plate (yuh)
He on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line, I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale" (ándale, ándale)
Who wanna play? (Who?)
Put you on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale" (ándale)
Taps is on the fade, so you know you don't play (yuh)
Taps is in his phase, so you know he ain't gon' play (yuh)
Whole hood dripping red, lil' pussy nigga
Whole hood dripping red, lil' pussy nigga
He [?] up on the motha, that boy gon' shoot ya
Waka Flocka love your hood, I might recuit ya (for real)
I can't f*ck with a bitch, you know it
Two Rollies and that AP, tonight I'ma throw it (flex)
Put-put-put that pussy on the plate, told that young'un eat it [?]
He full, we don't f*ck with fake niggas (for real)
We don't hate, we just stack cake (Flocka)
We ain't saving nobody, feed 'em to the apes (squad)
He on a plate
H-he on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line, I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale" (brrr)
Who wanna play? (Yuh, who?)
Put you on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale"
I'm in the spot with a carbon in the blow torch
We gon' swoop that pussy nigga like a new Ford
He cookin' dope and he eating off the same fork
We shootin' pistols over here like this shit is a sport
Hopped off the Porsche, then I jumped in a horse
Niggas hatin' and they fakin' at same time
I keep 'stendos in my clips, they got hangtime
Goonies right here lurking and these niggas snorting lines
Nigga, this shit ain't no tape, you can't press rewind (real shit)
If I put you on a plate, boy it's dinnertime (chicken wings)
Touch one of mine, I'm gonna lose my mind (for real, for real)
That's a jungle, y'all might call this shit [?]
F*ck the cops, bitch we gunnin' at them porcupines
He on a plate (bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)
He on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line, I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale"
Who wanna play?
Put you on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale"
He on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line, I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale" (ándale, ándale)
Who wanna play? (Who?)
Put you on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale" (ándale)
Taps is on the fade, so you know you don't play (yuh)
Taps is in his phase, so you know he ain't gon' play (yuh)
Whole hood dripping red, lil' pussy nigga
Whole hood dripping red, lil' pussy nigga
He [?] up on the motha, that boy gon' shoot ya
Waka Flocka love your hood, I might recuit ya (for real)
I can't f*ck with a bitch, you know it
Two Rollies and that AP, tonight I'ma throw it (flex)
Put-put-put that pussy on the plate, told that young'un eat it [?]
He full, we don't f*ck with fake niggas (for real)
We don't hate, we just stack cake (Flocka)
We ain't saving nobody, feed 'em to the apes (squad)
He on a plate
H-he on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line, I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale" (brrr)
Who wanna play? (Yuh, who?)
Put you on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale"
I'm in the spot with a carbon in the blow torch
We gon' swoop that pussy nigga like a new Ford
He cookin' dope and he eating off the same fork
We shootin' pistols over here like this shit is a sport
Hopped off the Porsche, then I jumped in a horse
Niggas hatin' and they fakin' at same time
I keep 'stendos in my clips, they got hangtime
Goonies right here lurking and these niggas snorting lines
Nigga, this shit ain't no tape, you can't press rewind (real shit)
If I put you on a plate, boy it's dinnertime (chicken wings)
Touch one of mine, I'm gonna lose my mind (for real, for real)
That's a jungle, y'all might call this shit [?]
F*ck the cops, bitch we gunnin' at them porcupines
He on a plate (bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)
He on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line, I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale"
Who wanna play?
Put you on a plate
Ain't no running from me, nigga, if I put you on a plate
Plug hit my line I told him, "Send 'em bitches ándale"
Writer: Juaquin James Malphurs
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.