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tell em'
I don't ride solo no more
Got a Soulja girl for my Soulja boy

when they see ya they act like a fan
You can bite my flow but you'll never amount to Lue
It's like a job this what I do write no lyrics turn up the booth

I'm-I'm-I'm connected everywhere (that's the homie)

Everywhere I go all of the people know my name
It's ya big homie Snoopy, just tell 'em you with me
I

before my Y (might not never, haan)
Even my abuela know that (let's get 'em Mixx)

Let's go (let's go), we take a trip to the opps (we take a what?)

spinnin'
They thought the Ferrari was rented
I'm ridin my windows ain't tinted
It's Soulja Boy Tell 'Em im gettin it
Molly in my pocket, taking off like

I been a
Soulja Boy
Yup in my
White T

Get a stain
Off in that bitch
I Buy a new pack
Next week

No Gucci Mane
But the lemonade
Make a Nigga squeeze

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

When you face the D-line your bottom lip will quiver
I trust the boys on this team, yeah I'd give 'em my life
Even though half of them are duller than

in my Air Force Ones

I like the all white high top strap with the gum bottom (big boy) 
There's something about 'em that's dirty, that's why I got

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

Air Force Ones

Nelly

Nellyville

2002

in my Air Force Ones

I like the all white high top strap with the gum bottom (big boy) 
There's something about 'em that's dirty, that's why I got

Oh yeah, yeah, there we go
(Soulja Boy Tell 'Em,  ayy,  woo, woo woo)
Yeah,  what's up, bruh? 
(Yo) What it do, bruh? (What's up, bruh?)

Ayy, bitch,

dick (jefe)
This shit is a movie (uh), grab the popcorn (popcorn)
I don't need a super, bitch, I get the job done (job done)

Don't walk in my trap

Okay
Montana, okay
Coke Boy, okay
(ATL Jacob, he a fuckin' millionaire)
haan

She wanna ride with the star (star)
Ended up droppin' my top,

Bad Boys

Ghetts

Gang Signs & Prayer

2017

up, tell a man hold up
Looking like something out of Bad Boys 2
Bad boy Gs in a bad boy shoot (shoot)
You are not a bad boy, move
Shut down shows

back like I left my keys
I keep it reel you know the deal these Niggas make believe
Rip Soulja slim I used to rock them Soulja rees
Back in the day

All my Harajuku Barbies I see you (burr, huh) 
(Damn son, where'd you find this?)
Oh (talk to 'em Nick'), Nicki Minaj
I mean, you know, there ain't

Loud Pipes

Juvenile

Tha Block Is Hot

1999

bling bling like a 9 to 5
And tell all my hoes they don't need no job

[Chorus 2x]

[B.G]
I ride the best from a Benz to a jag to a beamer to a lex

And she Inlove w my smile

And she say I'm never sober
U can tell my by eyes

10 racks inna booksack
Plus 5 racks in my pocket

I'm feeling 2 chains
I'm

'em, "Don't waste my time"
If it ain't money I ain't involved (nah)
Tell 'em, "Don't waste my time"
Wasteman wafflin' down my phone (true)
Tell 'em

(GTTC!)
Yeah, it's Southside, yeah (Soulja Boy Tell 'Em)
Got this new dance for y'all called the Soulja Boy
Hey, yeah, ahh
Aye, yeah (That's that

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

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,

Okay
Montana, okay
Coke Boy, okay
(ATL Jacob, he a fuckin' millionaire)
haan

She wanna ride with the star (star)
Ended up droppin' my top,