Lyrics:
just don't wanna hear it
Just be like "yahhh, bitch, yahhh!"
(chorus)
(Hey, SoulJa Boy, can I get your autograph?) Yahhh, bitch, Yahhh!
(Yo,
can’t choose
Please don’t try to play me like a fool
You no Soulja boy you only yuuuu
Study all my moves
Boy I’m in my groove
I need hella options I can’t
mine, I've been working tryna get it for a long time
Let em say the right thing at the wrong time, but I'm from a different class like Apartheid
Tell em
off)
Like a bia', bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you frontin' like a, like a (push 'em off, push 'em off) (Chyna)
Chyna Whyte don't suck no dicks
Trick
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
(Yeah, and the boy Bow Wow in the building, haha)
My swag to official, man
(Ayy, Soulja my swag too, man)
Y'all
off)
Like a bia', bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you frontin' like a, like a (push 'em off, push 'em off) (Chyna)
Chyna Whyte don't suck no dicks
jack boys sitting back smoking Reggie blunts waiting to see a nigga fail
I got em mad (I got em mad)
they all in they feelings (they all in they
(Don't look at mine, get yours)
Baby, baby
Okay, after these messages we'll be back with
The Mad Rapper and his brother the Mad Producer, after this
(Don't look at mine, get yours)
Baby, baby
Okay, after these messages we'll be back with
The Mad Rapper and his brother the Mad Producer, after this
something just tell me [x3:] (I'll do it)
Just hit me up on my cell [x3:] (I'll do it)
[Verse 1:]
Soulja boy tell em'. Im on the phone wit lil momma got me
Bingo
Bingo
Bingo
Bingo
Bingo
Bingo
Bingo
Ah,
It's Gucci, Soulja,
It's Gucci, Soulja Boy Tell Em'
It's Gucci
Burr burr
Pass by in my
tell 'em I ain't really religious
They say, "That's cool, Papi, we get it
But just be cool and don't be trippin'"
If a nigga try me, I'ma handle my
'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these niggas want be hot boys) We let 'em burn nigga
We let 'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these
'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these niggas want be hot boys) We let 'em burn nigga
We let 'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these
Trick
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
(Yeah, and the boy Bow Wow in the building, haha)
My swag to official, man
(Ayy, Soulja my swag too, man)
Y'all
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
(Ey) Gucci bandanna, Gucci, Gucci bandanna
(Ey) Gucci bandanna, Gucci, Gucci bandanna
(Ey) Gucci bandanna, Gucci, Gucci
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
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Yahhh!
All in my face, I'm startin? to get mad
Walkin' up, ?Soulja Boy can I
it
Drunk an eighth then I drop dead I don't think that they know I'm on it
The red light I got stopped there I could tell 12 by only
Showed 'em my
blahbuhhhhhhh
Bitch dont play wit Soulja Kamp
Ima only tell you one time, don't diss on Kutside
I got that rod this the gun line you cross it its up now
If he
greatness
Just like Drake and Soulja I'm just gon' hit up my boy and tell 'em we made it
We tryna get rich like my first name is Roddy
I'm killing the beat so
to me
whodi got a bently, and whodi got a jag
whodi got a lot of shit that Soulja Slim never had
but, I don't get mad and start hatin, 'cause that's bitch
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
Pass that ba'dussy to Trenitty and let 'em stab her, ya heard me
When you finish don't pass the bitch back to me, ya heard me
Cause I'm a toss that ho
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