Lyrics:
of pen that's so
Dope I could ghost write for Em'
I feel I could go to a gun
Fight with a knife and win
Until my god decide when my life will end
I'm
much potions, so much pain, too many emotions
And everything that you do good, it just go unnoticed (Jesus)
Did He tell you that you good, and just
(ISSA W!LEYS WORLD)
(Yeah)
Hush be cranking that iron he a Soulja Boy
07 was You'ing all over boys
Was down and bad bitch I ain't broke no more
MUST BE PLAYIN',BOY BOY BOY YOU MUST BE PLAYIN'/
BOY YOU MUST BE PLAYIN' 'CAUSE YOU COULDN'T BE THAT SERIOUS/
[OUTRO]:
YOU KNOW IM SERIOUS/
WHEN I TELL
(Soulja Boy Tell 'Em) soulja Boy on the beat
Yasss bish, yasss, yasss bish, yasss
Yasss bish, yasss, yasss bish, yasss
Yasss bish, yasss, yasss
Soulja Boy Tell Em Yell At Em Cuz Its My Time
People Playa Hatin On A G Like S B
Cuz Dey Flippin Da Channel And Im Talkin On Dey Tv Screen
Churp Da Whole
em like a Soulja
Keep on floating By
I'm the chosen child
Thas I'm asking why
So I can take your pain
And turn it into mine
Man I don't mind
I got
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
her left and got her right
Dranking Hennessy
I'm in this B
And cranking Soulja boy
Hit a Nigga square in the mouth
And air it out if he get hype
Single
Jon's got some eastside ways
So stop actin' like a bia' if yo' ass ain't blaze (bia', bia', bia', bia')
Bia', bia' (get 'em up)
Why you actin' like
much potions, so much pain, too many emotions
And everything that you do good, it just go unnoticed (Jesus)
Did He tell you that you good, and just
and this my year
Na this my mellineum i got em
Soulja Boy Tell Em' That the name on my colladids
i sit back if a nigga disrespect
then he diseased RIP
rest
if you want, then I shoulder the blame
Overcome at times by uncontrollable flames, and multiple pains
Now it seems like I'm goin insane
For the love
if you want, then I shoulder the blame
Overcome at times by uncontrollable flames, and multiple pains
Now it seems like I'm goin insane
For the love
they ass so much, we dig 'em up and tell 'em, "Die again"
I can hit the club all by myself long as the strap is in
Niggas told me, all the rappers
raps
I don't do this for my 'Gram
I don't do this for no bants
Why you tweeting me this shit?
You ain't fucking relevant
Someone tell 'em that I'm
Jon's got some eastside ways
So stop actin' like a bia' if yo' ass ain't blaze (bia', bia', bia', bia')
Bia', bia' (get 'em up)
Why you actin' like
from the hood (swag)
Like we kill'em (swag)
But we not no kill'em (swag) cocaine audio
God damn came in
(yes) I'm feeling like Fabio (whoop)
Feeling so
babyface by walking up, he walk out wit a limp
I need a couple racks up out this game that money feeling dim
I'm in to win, get up in that water, boy you
me, tell 'em I'm waiting for 'em
Who gon' fuck with me, I got the blazer for 'em
Who gon' fuck with me, do you wan' fuck with me? Nah
Hustle, boy
me, tell 'em I'm waiting for 'em
Who gon' fuck with me, I got the blazer for 'em
Who gon' fuck with me, do you wan' fuck with me? Nah
Hustle, boy
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
superhead, deep throat that super dick
Then come back with big bread, see you?s a trooper kid
T-Pain must be psychic he saying what I think
I'm by the bar now
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
(Hit-Boy)
Ayy, this that Clipse sample, ayy (G.Ry got me)
Fuck that talkin', let the clip slam 'em
Yellow bands
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