Lyrics:
and Soulja Boy
(shout out to Soulja) Now we
In the fuckin' Bay now
Me and Messy Marv, out here stuntin' nigga
It's that best of both worlds
Nigga tiny pants
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
call me a slut, who gives a fuck
That's fine nigga, shit, I'm a good with mine
I can tell by your shoes you know what I want
Fuck a prenup, give me
and give em that
Bro want a brain, he goin insane he tryna spin on that
Like fuck the tweeting bitch im maxed im tryna show dat boy
Nigga say he from
[Soulja Slim]
Oh shit, (um, um), oh shit(um, um), oh shit(um, um)
[Verse One]
Look I like 'em with a small waist and nice hips
so when I'm hittin
the throne
I been a king since like seven years old
Back when Soulja Boy made kiss me on the phone
Got her saying sorry I said you ain't wrong
But it's all
to town
Y'all boys betta put 'em up, put 'em up, what?
Put 'em up, put 'em up, p-p-put 'em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up
Look
my salad like his name Romaine
And when we done, I make him buy me Balmain
I'm on some dumb shit
By the way, what he say? (Ooh, hey)
He can tell
the first make a statement
That boy tell it all they don even gotta make him
Don't wanna see me win
Wanna see me in cages
You was my dawg
We was sidin
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
drugs you took
Stuck in a nook
Forced to do it by the book
Even though I'm a rook
Here lemme tell ya a tale
You in jail gettin railed
A piece of rail
don't care
He'll have that red shit pourin' out your hair
Nigga, any fuckin' time nigga, any fuckin' where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that I live by
Whippin', whippin', whippin'
Niggas talkin' bout we ain't getting
Money boy that's fiction
Look at all my diamonds
And my diamonds water drippin'
With
my salad like his name Romaine
And when we done, I make him buy me Balmain
I'm on some dumb shit
By the way, what he say? (Ooh, hey)
He can tell
to great heights
I tell 'em hit me via satellite late night, to see what nookie taste like
All face right, I got a badonkadonk
And I could back it up
of shi that happen when u stuntin wit the shitz
I Go by Soulja
Call me Soulja
I'ma Soulja Forreal
I'm really stacking up my money everyday of the year
I
Wonna fuck nooo..
I just want her head,
tell that bitch give me deep throught
All up in her mouth
Hoping she dnt get a sour throott
Before a nigga nutt
really Feel like sosa
They all tryna do, Like me?
Boy I really feel like soulja
Tryna cop a Double R it's not a range Rover
All white & black this bitch
Im
off in da party and im bout da get loose dey hollin soulja boy tell'em gon hit Dat 1,2
Chorus 2x:
Ahhhh yuh snap and roll yuh snap and roll yuh
Tell these niggas no face no case
Running from the 12 lil dash big chase
Wet like water, ice flooded no chain
Show em walk no talk that's over call
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
Saratoga
Head straight to Foot Action and snatch me two pair of Solja?s
Take a left on Taladonna get a O of that Doja
Tell ?em right on my trail and hit
Mhm Prince
Hey... Tell yo nigga that y'all done
Tick tick tick I'm the bomb
5 4 3 2 I'm the one
Hold on, Chico, Mike Vick, tell em run
Hey... Say I
amazing, my chick look like the waitress from Hooters
And she about to fix me dinner
She independent, but she into niggas that's big spenders
And I'm into
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