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Last Call

Logic

YSIV

2018

always wanted to do like
A Last Call, I remember the first time I heard Kanye's
I thought that shit was so tight dawg
And I was like, man I'm tryna tell

Forced to do it by the book
Even though I'm a rook

Incrementally, I'm instrumentally aimin
Straight for the temple
All mental
Why you faking like you got

and a family
With you I'd live my fantasy
Tell em, tell em, tell em, what
Tell em, tell em, tell em, yeah
Tell em, tell em, tell em
Tell em the truth
All my boys

been in that position more than I’ll admit
But if I’m anything to by, you could find that all the things you used to want to change are making you shine,

a distraction
Rappers is all talk, and I only show action
It ain't addin' up, so I'm doin' subtraction
You speed ballin' and losin' ya traction
I'm Tom Cruisin'

Know he hate to see Young Harry run it up
Use to shit on me I got more followers
Tell that boy he better hurry and follow up
I did what I could for em

you hold it straight
So I'm ridin' wit' it
I'm shootin' all day
Bitch I'm bloggin' wit' it
I hit that fag Cass' then that nigga
Chubby Jag and his

She Thirsty

Soulja Boy

Souljaboytellem.com

2007

all them girls that be thirsty
You know what I'm saying
Be all upon yo boy
You know who you is

She thirsty, she thirsty, she thirsty,
She

them Filas cause my cousin pack them heaters
We don't wife 'em like Khalifa, we just party then we leave 'em
Tell 'em that we hittin', we don't really

Keep It Real

C-Murder

Somethin' for the Whodi's

2001

You know you keep it so real
Ooh baby please don't change

[C-Murder]
Now I'm a cut boy, you know what that means I'll never change(brah)
We seek

engine made in Germany
Balling on em currently I'm stacking all this currency
Pockets extra beefy off the spinach
Designer by Gucci closet look like a mini

show that same kid that his life greatness

Tell me something I didn't know like black on black aint right boy
Hope I'm locked in ready to go when they

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

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

now
Fuck Soulja Boy
Dog I heard that shit at Ice T's house
My Gucci bring them Mice's out
Like Gucci I'm so Icy now
I tat my hood all on my arm
Don't

Me going broke nigga yu could forget it 
Feeling like Soulja Boy I need my credit 
I’m really a vibe , something yu can not edit 
Designer be on me I

of shit,
When you look at it.

Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true,
You'll see it's all a show,
Keep 'em laughing as you go.
Just remember that

screaming free all of my niggas
That's locked by them chains and thangs
Came up inda slums making bangs and thangs
Might have to get low
Mel with me that boy

hitters
And they come from all oova 
Send em in yo hood
Skerrtt bang then it’s over
Smoke another face
Cause you know I’m never sober 

Verse #1:
You Got

I'm a Fool

Soulja Slim

The Streets Made Me

2001

fuckin' with the right one, soulja fo life one
ain't no mothafucka like em
where he at, show em to me
and I'm gonna strike em and bite em
and swallow em

a vulture
But imma crank that superman I’m feeling like a Soulja
Way to young to deal with any baby mama drama
Strapping up the Word when I’m putting on my

send something that gon make em wise
Almost nineteen every single time I'm makin rhymes (switch it)
It's that icing ate that cake for my thirteenth time

[Verse 1]
Soulja Boy Tell Em. 
Runnin With It.
Gotta Get A Black Mask, 
Cant See Me, SouljaBoyTellEm. 
Im On The Beat.
I'm Undefeat. Tid, 
Did Yo

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