Lyrics:
up, live it up, live it up, live it up, live it up
I tell 'em live it up, live it up, live it up, live it up, live it up
Live it up, run up on him
fo' / Attention or the dough
Cause I got motivation coming from the Spirit
I just gotta tell 'em
I was down on the day my partner flew away (way)
and Spin a Benz
I can't I tell em who I smoke
I put dat dro off in the wind
Shout out the Kodak koly p and free La Jackboy
Prime Def Bobby Fishscale and la
The album's coming, and revenge'll be the sound boy
Haters keep waiting, if you waiting for my downfall
The album's coming, and revenge'll be the sound boy
Keep
and thanks to this angst
I done quit chicken heads cold turkey
And started slowly roastin' 'em
'Cause that's where most of my anger is based
F-your
and thanks to this angst
I done quit chicken heads cold turkey
And started slowly roastin' 'em
'Cause that's where most of my anger is based
Fuck your
I’m sitting On
Albums that fye as fuck boy I’m hot niggas know I’m gon fry em up shooting back at Them
Niggas I’ve cried enough regulate Prota g
I be lookin' like bye-bye
By the way, namaste, where your momma stay?
Tell her Ronnie comin' round the way, lucky day
I be comin' with the God body
Me
and Upstate touring, rapping for my peers
Rikers Island and Upstate scoring, cut Em blood gone spill
Rikers Island and Upstate mourning, cut off by Securus
(yeah)
What up, Left Eye? (what up?), what up, Aaliyah? (what up?)
Yeah, TEC-9 close by, touch 'em up (yeah)
I shoot niggas in the mouth, boy, pucker up
the rules in my hood
If you touch me you get murked
We ain't with that back and forth, it ain't no rap, we hittin' first
G-5, we be at LIV by Sunday when
your rent due, woo!
Put your face to the glass
Ass to the pole, you know how it go
Like Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, shh, everybody know
It's a lot of bad
on lock when that nigga slanging pickle
Who got Benz, a prowler, playboy, and a Vette
Tell the truth--who fucked ya on the same night when we met?
Now,
that's
Why this year I tell yah
I don't need no favors
(Damn, Soulja Boy stunt on them haters)
And my resolution for New Years
Is nigga we made it!
You
keep yo mouth shut around them bitches they gone run it back , 50 on me shoot out 42 a peel a nigga cap, ain't gotta tell her bring it in she leave it
Come on
We gon' see it through
More than just an album, this is DS2
Gotta be ready to go as soon as He said move
Rebuking any evil and them demons
myself, cuz I don't mess with the people
Rhude shoes on, new shoes on, what'd I tell them
I get in the t-shirts, and I also mail 'em
Planted myself in
nigga too comfortable
When you stand on nation business real niggas look up too you
On my Soulja swagga jakkin you bussing my brudda move
Jus tell em
Shinra Tensei bitch you feeling my pain
My boy a Soulja hit you with that Drake
Put that chrome to his dome and then split up his brain
Pull up to yo block
(kiss me through the phone)
See you when I get home (when I get home)
Baby, I know that you like me, you my future wifey
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, yeah
You can
nutty like Almond Joy
My boy toy IE got to sleep and eat
Got the sweets and who got the freaks?
Beat it up like a ass whipping
The album dropped
locking it
Give it up, give it up, g-g-give it up
Them cops on put and they came to town
Y'all boys betta put 'em up, put 'em up, what?
Put 'em up,
an instrumental album of sitars, pots and pans
You've done enough talking, so I know you ain't fading Sole
Have your boy Rupert Murdock fly you out,
I'll serve you
to hate
As-salâm 'aleïkoum, Inch Allah
Please tell my story right (if I gotta die)
Coke boy, Montana, we up in here
What they talkin' about?
I'm Coke Boy
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