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boxer brief
Don't da-dun da-dun get waxed on
And that's the Ritz I'm staying tonight
For writing the scripts that last long
I like my crackers dead

mad, me and the crew they sad
We live by code who is you Look like a hatin ass nigga boy you spooked 
We making moves got you shook oh boy they mad 

We

7 Dee Jays [Bonus Track]

Boogie Down Productions

Edutainment [Edited]

1990

young ladies just drop their drawers 
and when they drop em, I don't kick em, check it 
Like the Fat Boys said, I "Brrrrrrrr, STICK EM!" 
From that

"fuck love Tune, I wanna get man handled"
Girl you just perfect
Listen to this shit don't be mad at it
Listen to this shit don't be mad at me
A nigga

don't know T.I
I get breesh out the trap, I ain't never need a B.I
Comin' round, that's a question, niggas vibe like a C.I
I made ten, selling skis out

say fuck it y'all don't like
Them bars I'm getting somebody wash
No if y'all don't like them bars than
Fuck it I'll get some body wash
My white boy get

These niggas look mad
Cause I got a lot of dough
These women are sad
No I don't need you hoes
You can tell by my wrist
I ain't got time
Spillin all

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

How you a shooter still missing aint catching no bodies
An you broke as hell boy yo ass aint a threat to nobody
Oh he think he soulja boy mixin the bean

a call
I could Move through a room full of volters... NICE
And I still turn heads pultagice
Rock a cold chain
Neck full of Soulja ice
You young boys should

Show Em What They Won

Nelly

Free City

2001

shirts, socks and sandels
Keep the God in me, the Hova Ja knew Allah in me
Ball wit' me, don't tell 'em who saw when 'bout to squall wit' me
Fall wit'

click, boy we'll go smoke ya out
He sayin' he da shit (Stop touching me, nigga!), nah bro, we'll bust you out
I tell'em shut they mouth, 'cause I'm not

Stop Hatin

Master P

Ghetto D

1997

niggas on the spot

Chorus 

Verse 2: Master P 

How do hatin get started?
It started by the jealous people 
and they get mad over the things you

to the old me

Sugar coated no koolaid 
Whats my name know its too late 
Why he drop it got that new you 
Im like soulja boy hit em with the you 
Rockaway 
Now

to Gary
I tip em like Ben and Jerry
We're in the special team
We kick it like Vinatieri
You listenin to the boy in the
Class that used to read slow
But now

wheelie
This a one take so we don’t get a repeat, no

I’m just gon’ be myself
Can’t tell me nothing else (mmm)
Imma do me like I know how
It’s been a long

seen me
Then asked his bro
If it's green green
You know me
I don't get attached to these boy toys (Mm mm)
I'm too in love with myself
Just copped me

(woo!)
Stomping on the motherfucking pedal, tell 'em get fast
Feeling like Tracy, last name McGrady
Last nigga ran up, tried to catch a fade, B
Pulled out

Snap and Roll

Soulja Boy

Souljaboytellem.com

2007

off in da party and im bout da get loose dey hollin soulja boy tell'em gon hit Dat 1,2


Chorus 2x:
Ahhhh yuh snap and roll yuh snap and roll yuh

Anime drop top, I look like Inuyasha.

Yo, back on the track, it's the anime master.
Holes on my dick, Cowboy Bebop when I'm blastin.
Soulja boy tell'em

Know he hate to see Young Harry run it up
Use to shit on me I got more followers
Tell that boy he better hurry and follow up
I did what I could for em

Pain

Stretch

15 Years on Death Row

2006

too close because you might get shot)
Tired of the strain and the pain
(Don't get too close because you might get shot, boy)

Years and years

I kicked da hoe out told da bitch to kick rocks
These hoes be so trifling they Js want some cock

But Soulja boy tell em bitch
Don't become a victim

the average that know ya, I peep game… like I knew one of who develop, my bro deep pain, couldn’t believe it as we tell em, Soulja boy… to many claiming to be