Lyrics:
don't drop the bomb on me
Drop the bomb on 'em
I don't want no doggone beef, see
Ain't no reason to sic the dogs on me
Boy, I'm the real McCoy, you
various times]
Ain't no game, you know what I'm sayin'
Soulja boy tell'em,
From the internet to mainstream
You already know what it is
Stance
diggity) Part two of our interview leads to the music
What makes you choose it and do you abuse it?
[Sadat X]
I see moves ahead by three days, I have no
when I stashed the loot from Woopty Woop
And the same exact place Biggie Smalls got popped at
Unsolved by the boys in blue
Hundred niggas outside
, tell em, tell em, what
Tell em, tell em, tell em, yeah
Tell em, tell em, tell em
By my side I always knew, there'd be someone like you
Who would see me
thirsty) [x2]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em got the gurl gone wild
When I step on stage, and yo boy crack a smile
She thirsty, she thirsty
She wanna ride with
Strictly for the survivors
The 800 number dodgers
Boy, what I tell ya ass
Bout picking up that phone
When the number unknown
Tell them people I ain't
Back to back I got my shawty’s asking where I’m at
Plug just hit me up like boy you got them goddam slaps
I got all my souljas in the building yeah
wit a couple niggas who ride
Look fella
Trees yellin'
Just by the smell you can tell us
Chronic I smoke hella
My pockets want mozzarella
Your
charged her a stack for it
Got it by the bag get a whole or a half for it
Soulja to the scale so they get what they ask for it
Imported cocaine but I don't
I'm a Soulja Livin' Tru, you got the same energy
Huh, tell me, nigga, is you feeling me
Been getting 50 for them 30's up in Tennessee
Sold so much
'bout no muthafuckin' people
I won't rest till I see a nigga dead in the concrete
I be a TRU Soulja till I'm buried
I leave 'em worried, gettin' high for
gun, what you gon' do boy?
You betta sit down nigga don't play like that
Betta yet tell ya man to put down the gat
Before it get ugly, I'ma leave ya
pouring out your hair
Nigga, any-fucking-time, nigga, any-fucking-where
"Make 'em bleed" is the motto that I live by
If you fuck with me, it's a must,
pouring out your hair
Nigga, any-fucking-time, nigga, any-fucking-where
"Make 'em bleed" is the motto that I live by
If you fuck with me, it's a must,
I fucked her for free
And now you walk around like somehow you got one up on me
Nigga please, this your brother part
This nigga found Soulja Boy's
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
to check in with the boy, like the airport
This the part of the story you wasn't prepared for
Let me tell you 'bout my brother, though
My brother say I'm
the gats
They get the chance to grip 'em
And they bullets got bald heads
Clips full of cancer victims
Ya boy go dumb but I'm a man of wisdom
If this retard
neva put in work
Woot de woot said he gone spin on who
I bet i get em first
He gon wind up in a hearse
Tell that boy go back to church
No nine to five we
brudda caught a case
I'll see em by July
Yea
I'm waisting it down
Still don't know when I come down
Say she wanted love
I'm in love with my life
Boy I
Two hoes, they lookin identical, yea yea
Tell em, hop in the coupe, yea
Fuck em, but keep it consensual, yea yea
I'm tryna get physical, yea
Count it
Draco (Draco)
Soulja
She make it clap, clap, clap
She make it clap, clap, clap
She make it (she made it clap, like pop that, haan)
She make it
old story, guts and no glory
They try and low ball me, do em like Joe Torre
I reintroduce myself to the world, nigga I'm Jerz
I'm a artist, I paint
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