Lyrics:
your donkey by my lonely I eat pussy like Shoney's
That's Tunechi, homie, master of ceremonies
I knock 'em down, domino effect, no pepperoni
I swear
What's the name of y'all jeweler tell 'em freeze me up (freeze me up)
Hatin' me kinky licks talkin' so much (okay)
Lemme give these sons of bitches
Hello, what's happenin?
This Snoop Dogg.
What you doin?
Oh serious, check this out.
Nigga fittin to come through there.
So um, leave that back
could fly a plane and land it
Telling lies I tell em can it
Photogenic in my candids
Gottem Simpin got em stannin
OJ Simpson with the strangle
Bart
the best of it
Goddamn Soulja
Inspired by the greats, albums and mixtapes
And hustlers from the streets
Gave knowledge of moving weight
Made promises I
ain't got no time for young niggas actin friendly
Yea I said it. yea I meant it
Give it time, they gone feel it
Boy some shit gone cut u deep
And time
Now ima tell you that I'm different
One of a kind no ion settle bit*h
One thing I'd never do
Is ever settle
Learned my lesson quick
I settled for
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
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
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
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
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
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
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
So this next song is called, uh... "Late Night Vybez" and the hook...
Yeah, yeah, make some noise...
Uh, this... this hook was inspired by um
an arm and a leg
Man are like "Skeppy, you're kill em dred"
Taliban stylee, we kamakaze
Too much style for the party
And if it's not a Boy Better Know
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
my head low
I don't drink im getting high was barely getting by
Tell'em all this new shit finna pop my old shit still a vibe
Killer in the streets, he
look good
Those a hundred proof nigga tell you different, he a liar
Drop 1 album, set the world on fire
I will not stop and I wont retire
You niggas
In today's music news, the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the alias Makaveli
Music insiders are running wild
bitch the album coming
I know it probably got Em sweating like corona coming
I ran thru hell tortured Satan and had his demons running
They probably
back when he
Was downloading music off Rhapsody
When Soulja Boy had first went platinum, you could easily fathom
A bunch of kids dancing hard with all
of the new album;
Resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers
Have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character
Of not only Mr. Shakur,
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