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rubber bands
They stealing swag like a damn coverman
I'm the first rapper in the world like Soulja Boy
But now evolved you can call me Soulja Man
You can

man
I never plan to change
Burning Buddha got that
Buddha on my chain
Heard my shooter gotta
Judas in his aim
Tie'em by a noose
We gone let'em hang
Yea

fade with da waves
30/30 boys up on my team
You wanna get em' (YUP)
But you can't get like me (NOPE)
Askin' me, Soulja Boy, where you get yo shoes from

Ready to ride on my doughboy
Old boy, ain't ready when I hit em with the Rolls Royce
Oh boy, get the bread right for that po boy
By the far the most dope

Who Wanna

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter

2004

me, tell 'em I'm waiting for 'em
Who gon' fuck with me, I got the blazer for 'em
Who gon' fuck with me, do you wan' fuck with me? Nah

Hustle, boy

me, tell 'em I'm waiting for 'em
Who gon' fuck with me, I got the blazer for 'em
Who gon' fuck with me, do you wan' fuck with me? Nah

Hustle, boy

fuck it, I'ma let him hang (dudu, duh)
I feel like Soulja Boy 'cause bitch
I just bought me some Bathing Ape (brpr, sktrt-skrtt)
And Katy, he gon'

days and years past when you add it up that's life boy

My young nigga said Josh I ain't you ion work for these white folk
Big Soulja got the Draco I got

on 'em but I ain't Soulja
I don't gotta put hands on 'em
Couple bands on 'em and this shit is over
She want it now pull up in a rover
Tryna spend the night

wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up

sky gettin high wit my dawgs
From the cell to the trenches
We gon make it out
Boy say that he a soulja we can shoot it out
Free my boys on them books
We

em
My eyes red in the studio this XO got me rockin'
In paradise like Coolio man gangsta shit been poppin'
But ya'll Soulja Boy frauds that bitches out

I tell em be modest (Yo I try to be modest)
I tell em be modest (Man I tell em be modest)
But they like "Fuck that. Been getting my dollas 
Bitch I'm

You're still the
Little boy that you were before
Furthermore, it's worse because you
Feign to be progressive
But when challenged by a woman
You get sexist

drugs you took
Stuck in a nook
Forced to do it by the book
Even though I'm a rook

Here lemme tell ya a tale
You in jail gettin railed
A piece of rail

Turn It Up

Roscoe

The King

and Wanessa we roll
A red Bentley and range rolls sitting in twenty inch folls
Go on open the party
A pa pa pa party, they're goin' retarded
A Soulja Boy

the toy
He hopped out wylin'
Shooting crazy like Soulja Boy
Got him in the frame, snapped shots
Not a Polaroid
Thousand words I never said to the pigs
Keep

talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by

talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by

The Legend of John Henry's Hammer

Johnny Cash

At Folsom Prison

1968

said "Before the sheriff comes I wanna tell you," Said "Listen boy
Learn to hoist a jack and learn to lay a track learn to pick and shovel too
And take

need a mob?
I do this by myself
I don't need no one else
Who said I need a crew?
Who said I need a - WOO
Tell 'em, tell 'em, I don't need that shit, boy

Neon Lights

Kevin Gates

Luca Brasi Story

2013

out for real, I'm for real
Cling on, got the theme song on my ringtone, wanna beef with you everytime you leave home
Tell em that the plan out of hand,

Nah Shootout Ayye, Nah Shootout Ayyee,
Nah Shootout Ayyee, Nah Shootout Ayyee

(Soulja Boy Tell Em)

[Verse 1:]
Its time to do my dance, pullin up my

Turn My Swag On

Soulja Boy

The Mini Album

2009

Soulja Boy tell 'em!
Hopped up out the bed,
Turn my swag on,
Took a look in the mirror said what's up
Yeah I'm getting money (oh) 
Yeah I'm