Lyrics:
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,
You can't look me in my eyes and tell me this aint the real me
Got money on my mind niggas droppin bags tryna kill me
Ima suit up for the drill
I dedicate this song
To everybody
Who's felt pain
Deep pain
Oooo, tell me
Oooo, oooo, yeah
Oooo, tell me
Oooo, oooo, yeah
Ayo, Empress
Make 'em
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
get off me
Bitch I’m too hot so get
Hit a nigga dead in the mouth
Tell em imma need all his proceeds
Say my name tryna get some clout
Tell em pussy
disrespect 'em
A get 'cha call ta the morgue quik nigga
Why'kno about the Hot Boys
Disrespect 'em a get a call ta the morgue quik
(Look look look)
I
funny
Catch that boy on the block and we run 'em
I I'm a Vivienne soulja'
Nigga I'm a Vivienne soulja'
Buy my bitch a Vivienne choker
Buy my bitch
I put it in my head, I'ma die for this gold
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, boy what's up?
Hopped up out the bed turn my swag on
Took a look in the mirror
My lifestyle expensive, that boy went broke tryna live like Sosa
I might work a double shift, cause my lil hoe a Vivi Soulja
Fucked her then I
My price went up
Tryna get this set up
Some homies felons (ah ah)
That dude like Soulja Boy cause he tell 'em
I don't know that random
He ain't
Soulja Boy Tell'em with a brand new mac eleven
N***a try me man I'm rockin' gucci sweaters
Louis on my head BLVD is getting money
N***az hatin' on me
Would you read us a bedtime story?
Passed me the pistol
Bam, I look through the door
I see like three, four niggas
Conductor, Conductor, Conductor
up, p-p-put 'em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up
Look, I'm slippin right behind ya nigga
Don't try to hide cause I'll find ya
Soulja Boy
Pulling up in my new toy
Shoot my shot, Brandon Roy
AND I
Cannot slow down my grind
I'm one of a kind
Tell me what's on your mind
This, is,
Yeah Yeah Cassidy and I ain't
In no mutha fucking gang but I'm a mutha
Fucking gangster real rap
I'mma G boy get smoke by P boy
Coke by the key boy
hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.
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
na my song den dey play
Oya tell em tell em tell em that me Pepperhyno is the new dancehall king
Make you tell em tell em tell em I be the boy with
on the block they look at like I'm a pay phone
He be having wock by the flock but he's not form clayco
He done spotted a opp fina drop em like a hit potato
[Soulja Boy]
Hey whats up whats up dis ya boy Soulja Boy Tell 'em,
When you get dis message, pack ya bags,
Cause we going on a trip (trip)
[Soulja Boy]
Hey whats up whats up dis ya boy Soulja Boy Tell 'em,
When you get dis message, pack ya bags,
Cause we going on a trip (trip)
[Soulja Slim]
Yep, I need a top boss bitch in my factory, ya heard me, my boss bitch
They say dat we was of tha same kind & ain't lyin'
But at dat
Soulja Boy Tell Em
Ya know what it is man
Turn my swag on man
Time to hit my bird walk man
[Chorus x2]
Watch me hit my bird walk
Watch me hit
pourin out your hair
Nigga, any f**kin time nigga, any f**kin where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that, I live by
If you f**k with me it's a must you die
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