Lyrics:
swerving lane to lane this shit metropolis
Why you don't speak on shit? cus I be peeping shit
They gone remember me, my life you can’t remix
Tell'em cut up
Unlock with a key lava Tennessee call that vol-cano
Are you OK? No Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
It's my guy Kano uh yeah
Let's kick it on easy play the game
Round
walked by, tried to catch my eye
Had him on his tippy toes won't lie
Richgirl put em on a natural high
Now you wanna play it off
And act hard
It is what is
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
damn beat now all the money is mine
I carry big fat WIVES, I treat my girls like guys
Ask 'em "who do they love?" and they all say TIDE
I'm just
[Verse 1: Juvenile]
Uh, Uh, Uh I took my first break in seventy-five
I tell the story like yesterday when(??) was alive
didn't do shit with my
bruh
The way I'm sitting cozy on the beat like its a sofa
I spit the facts real watch me tellem like I’m soulja boy
I hit the track with conviction
writing songs with no hooks
And I’m still crossing instrumentals off of my books
Im pretty high most the time you cant tell by my looks
It’s visine, cause I
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
She's a rich girl
Rich girl
She's a rich girl
Rich girl x2
Soulja Boy Tell em'
Aye yo aye yo aye yo
Yeah, oh
She's my rich girl x3
Yeah
Justin Bieber
running
Yeah let me tell em let me tell em let me tell em
Yeah let me tell em let me tell em let me tell em
Yeah let me tell em let me tell em let me tell
I ever stop running
Yeah let me tell em let me tell em let me tell em
Yeah let me tell em let me tell em let me tell em
Yeah let me tell em let me
goin fly bout it
Send em to the sky bout it
Tell the truth why you lie bout it
Murder on my mind death around the corner I ain't hiding from it
I love
is not finished still today(We're lost boys)
So you wanna believe that (My daddy's coming back he didn't forget about me)
Only child after school
We
to hurt me, my momma dead, so fuck 'em
A small timer on the rise, so nothin' I feel
To my niggas in the county, I might do a bit with ya
Boy, in the streets
eyes work a full time job And girl, I guess I need you like a god damn job 'Cause I've learned that music doesn't pay
Too little too late
Tell 'em keep
ain't really gettin' bricks
Its official man ya niggas ain't shit
Tell 'em I said that!
He nigga lying everytime you hear rhymin'
He don't talk
ain't really gettin' bricks
Its official man ya niggas ain't shit
Tell 'em I said that!
He nigga lying everytime you hear rhymin'
He don't talk
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
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
wanna do
This time, this time, this time, this time
Baby, come tell me what you wanna do (Uh)
My lil' slime (Yeah, let's go, let's go)
Feel like Soulja
wanna do
This time, this time, this time, this time
Baby, come tell me what you wanna do (Uh)
My lil' slime (Yeah, let's go, let's go)
Feel like Soulja
itchin' for that paper
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper
It's 8 a.m., I'm wakin' up, hop out the bed, Check my swag, Soulja Boy, 3
me turn my swag on Soulja boy frontline
Angel dust divine
Heaven sent sublime
Don't listen what the haters say
Don't act like you been afraid
I never
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