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You a what? Bad Boy Killaz
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Hahaha, yeah, nigga, fuck 'em all!
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Fuck all you

looking up to the man I feel like always on go
Too hard I be ridiculous
Feel I'm one of the sickest
Tell them boys they can get it
Ain't tripping bout no

Playerizm

Celly Cel

Killa Kali

1995

Readin' Pimp 
Playa-istic shit 
By dino boys 
Tryin' to get these hoes for every nook & cranny 
And make 'em join 
The winning team 
Ain't nothin'

Tasha used to hang with the costers
Now she one-on-one and mixin', I ain't talkin' no pasta
Yeah, I'm servin' 'em rastas (Ayy), all they coppin' is

phone
Cause this money talk ain't long
But it's got be blessed 
Got be blessed
Got be blessed by number one
I shake the game make em lose balance 
I'm

going down boy too bad fuck ya, sorry for ya
Listen let's not to get shook, but I ain't the one to come lookin'
Cause all I can tell the police is, I am

Turn That Music Up

Cherry

For All It's Worth

WANNA FEEL A EARTH QUAKE HOW I ROCK THAT THANG/
SHE SAID SHE WANNA BAD BOY CANT LEAVE ME ALONE/
TUGGIN ON MY NEW CLOTHES BRAND NAME COLOGNE/
STROBE LIGHTS

Report Card

Arab

Souljaboytellem.com

2007

Some D's On That Bitch

Ayyyy Soulja Boy Chillin Dog I Just Got My Report Card Looked At It All F's Took It To Tha Teacher Desk (Throw Some D's On That

swerving lane to lane this shit metropolis
Why you don't speak on shit? cus I be peeping shit
They gone remember me, my life you can’t remix
Tell'em cut up

needs (Jesus, Lord)

Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel

son like Janet
Fly cause I'm in it
You looking
Like you need a minute
Peso then say so
Same pace so tell em boys
Fuck out my face yo
Hardly ever touch

From the very bottom
No love for VILLAINS
All the HERUZ shot'em
Stacking up the millions
I need every dollar

I'm starting a collection
Only baddies in

Bia' Bia'

Lil Jon

Down Right Dirty

2001

this a hood thang
All my thugs let ya wood swing
Bitches make ya ass clap
I'm takin' all y'all ASCAP and BMI
Catch me drivin' DUI
Look, 'cause I

smoke we aim for souls
And that's on gang nigga
We posted up like wya ? I'm tryna bang witcha
I told you boys once before that you can't bang wit us
I

Pistol totin Nigga, head bussing
Like madden send a blitz, he dot that door then I'm gone rush em
I put like 50 All up in his system, heard them

(choke 'em)
Kill 'em (kill 'em)
And sleep right through the night
I think, well I hope it's like
All bigots and richies that I'm killing but
Probably

first like Soulja
Crank this bitch up like I'm Soulja
Keep a lil green baby yoda
Strike on that boy like I'm bowling
Shook em up, i'll pop his cap like

strapped up aight
All that
This bullet knocked out his body like that boy jus popped a perk
He been dancing off exotic up the pole and make em twerk
He just

Playa You Don't Know

Slim Thug

Already Platinum [Bonus CD]

2005

looking good and it match wit the piece
Errbody wanna know what's that on the boy teeth
Ear lobes on hang, eight karats outta tell
It cost a baller 100 g's

people, shoutout to Nigeria
Doing what I want, I'm free like, I did not kill em
I got the vision, I'm Superman ohh, Soulja boy tell em
Osmanli in this

and Cuban links, all that ice wear with that gold on 'em
We ain't swingin' no flag, nigga
We ain't need no pass, nigga
Glock 40 with a thirty clip

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

Bia' Bia'

Too Short

Put Yo Hood Up

2001

this a hood thang
All my thugs let ya wood swing
Bitches make ya ass clap
I'm takin' all y'all ASCAP and BMI
Catch me drivin' DUI
Look, 'cause I

watching a church
Gathering take place, looking boy
"Oy vey, that boy's gay!"
That's all they say, looking boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back