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first like Soulja
Crank this bitch up like I'm Soulja
Keep a lil green baby yoda
Strike on that boy like I'm bowling
Shook em up, i'll pop his cap like

flocking 'round my way
Got my back against the wall, uh
I'm ready to spray
Standing by the lightpost, breakfast
Got my hand on my hand on my right toes
Cause

to sleep
Yea its hard for me to sleep
So I went and got a job
Got my first check
Hit the hood and copped soft
Stood in the bethel
Til I got the shit off
Grab

Playerizm

Celly Cel

Killa Kali

1995

Readin' Pimp 
Playa-istic shit 
By dino boys 
Tryin' to get these hoes for every nook & cranny 
And make 'em join 
The winning team 
Ain't nothin'

had to offer up my two cents
Boy I ain't Job, don't be stupid
I told a demon, can't touch, I'm exclusive
Stop playing 'em games, what you doing
I just

my two cents
Boy I ain't Job, don't be stupid
I told a demon, can't touch, I'm exclusive
Stop playing 'em games, what you doing
I just had to offer up

Cash in my pocket (Ah) Maximum profit
(Ah) And if man can be bothered
Then I'm breaking the next bit's down
And apes, not even old
Tell 'em it's great,

If I Ruled the World

Kurtis Blow

Eastside

2003

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

a vulture
But imma crank that superman I’m feeling like a Soulja
Way to young to deal with any baby mama drama
Strapping up the Word when I’m putting on my

y'all eating shcrimps
Yea if men get the twerking I'm gone ima dip
Yea my momma pushed two boys out her not no chicks
I was born set apart I don't run

dawg and they all wanna show love
I’ll pack the boy out if he posts em
Can’t fuck w your love I got colder
White reeboks on me I’m a Soulja
Going JT off

The Boy

Samantha Mumba

Louis Walsh's History Of Irish Pop

2003

, a tough boy, a rough boy
My kind a boy, boy 
A cute boy, a hip boy
Oh you should be my boyfriend, boy 
I must admit you came by lookin nice man
I put

Playa You Don't Know

Slim Thug

Already Platinum [Bonus CD]

2005

looking good and it match wit the piece
Errbody wanna know what's that on the boy teeth
Ear lobes on hang, eight karats outta tell
It cost a baller 100 g's

bullets flushed em
That nigga died? His mama cried? Well tell that bitch that I said fuck her,
(You stupid mother fucker)
Knew that you ain't love em
Let em

stop all dat talking
Bitch just roll my tree
Just bout that draco
got dat Soulja boy rite by my seat
Fuck these niggas mane
Dz niggas don't know bout

gotta talk in code
Money gone fold when the dope get sold
Big .45 to protect my soul
When a nigga get robbed everything must go 
Make a bitch get the job

people, shoutout to Nigeria
Doing what I want, I'm free like, I did not kill em
I got the vision, I'm Superman ohh, Soulja boy tell em
Osmanli in this

If I Ruled the World

Kurtis Blow

Waxin' Lyrical, Vol. 2

2003

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

I got trapping in my blood
Rap game fucked up uh! I got rapping in my blood
You ain't talking god money boy you ain't rich enough
You ain't afraid

alone
Soulja boy cooking up all the ringtones
Got my drivers license, I was feeling grown
Remember getting tall
Remember in the summer playing ball

Ballin! Soulja Boy Up In Da Buildin
(Throw Some D's On That Bitch)
I Just Got My Report Card
(Throw Some D's On That Bitch) I
Just Got My Report Card
(Throw

the glass paint and then you passed it
Had to go tell all the boys how I felt they responded by telling me Lel
Is she really the one that you wanted get with

when I ran around the corner by Pat house
Now they got my fuckin' boy on the corner
And if I spray the tec, best believe my boy's a goner
Yellin' down

I act this way
I gotta
Use my expertise in making 20 fucking problems
50 for you cause you can never fucking solve 'em
Medicate won't do shit
You