Lyrics:
people, shoutout to Nigeria
Doing what I want, I'm free like, I did not kill em
I got the vision, I'm Superman ohh, Soulja boy tell em
Osmanli in this
(gllliiiddd)
Choppy Sounding off singing like Lucci
Left the scene told me boys it was Gucci (brrr)
Neva been a Soulja boy
Always been a F**in chief
Lead neva
pourin out your hair
Nigga, any f**kin time nigga, any f**kin where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that, I live by
If you f**k with me it's a must you die
em like a Soulja
Keep on floating By
I'm the chosen child
Thas I'm asking why
So I can take your pain
And turn it into mine
Man I don't mind
I got
bitchBallin! Soulja Boy Up In Da Buildin
Throw Some D's On That Bitch
I Just Got My Report Card
Throw Some D's On That Bitch
I Just Got My Report Card
Throw
Tell em that I need a hunnit thousand
Tell em that I need a hunnit thousand
Tell em that I need a hunnit thousand
Tell em that I need a hunnit
yoda
Watchem switch gears like old Corollas
Been sick since sidekicks Motorola's
And my text all flex they told me holdup
But I can't
Stephen A Smith you
niggas
Gang not divided
I see that hate up on yo face
Come be my sidekick
They always told me I'd go far
They must be psychic
I had stopped dealing
Aye like I gotta talk to em on this one gotta make em' feel you Lue aye pass me that right There yea it's like I had so much to say and like nobody
I put it in my head, I'ma die for this gold
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, boy what's up?
Hopped up out the bed turn my swag on
Took a look in the mirror
lucky)
Funny watchin' two niggas beef that could hardly fight
Like Soulja Boy gettin' pepper sprayed by Charleston White
Can't forget about the Super
Readin' Pimp
Playa-istic shit
By dino boys
Tryin' to get these hoes for every nook & cranny
And make 'em join
The winning team
Ain't nothin'
in, left foot in (SOULJA BOY TELL EM)left foot in, put ya right foot out, put ya left foot in and you shake it all about you lean wit it rock wit it,
looking good and it match wit the piece
Errbody wanna know what's that on the boy teeth
Ear lobes on hang, eight karats outta tell
It cost a baller 100 g's
to yourself even if you know that you don't got it
My Jedi-mind tricks boy genius sidekick no Jimmy, goddard
Beam me up scottie down on earth they getting
lurkin' through the night
I'ma be alright, I know I got you by my side
Bro, let go and catch a dub, hop out and we let it buss
We be them souljas nigga, nan
Yeah yeah man
It's the year 2007
Aka the year 2000 n soulja boy tell em
And im back on the track
Stacks on deck entertainment pawn tree management
why she deal with em
I tell her baby you can come ride with ME
You got what i like and i got what you NEED
She ont smoke but she gone roll the weed
get off me
Bitch I’m too hot so get
Hit a nigga dead in the mouth
Tell em imma need all his proceeds
Say my name tryna get some clout
Tell em pussy
better tell em
Gather 'round, go a-head and stare
(You street folks don't need permission my life's in hi-definition)
Listen with your eyes follow
the morgue quick nigga
You know about the hot boys
Disrespect 'em a get a call
Ta the morgue quick
I come with, K's and Glocks
Ready ta spray the block
Raise
disrespect 'em
A get 'cha call ta the morgue quik nigga
Why'kno about the Hot Boys
Disrespect 'em a get a call ta the morgue quik
(Look look look)
I
Ay
I like 'em thick, show that ass on the gram get a heart on yo flick
And when she walk by me, a nigga get brick
'Cuz I'm hook on the way she be
wanna do
This time, this time, this time, this time
Baby, come tell me what you wanna do (Uh)
My lil' slime (Yeah, let's go, let's go)
Feel like Soulja
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