Lyrics:
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
Soulja Boy tell 'em!
Hopped up out the bed,
Turn my swag on,
Took a look in the mirror said what's up
Yeah I'm getting money (oh)
Yeah I'm
, tell em, tell em, what
Tell em, tell em, tell em, yeah
Tell em, tell em, tell em
By my side I always knew, there'd be someone like you
Who would see me
need a mob?
I do this by myself
I don't need no one else
Who said I need a crew?
Who said I need a - WOO
Tell 'em, tell 'em, I don't need that shit, boy
Nah Shootout Ayye, Nah Shootout Ayyee,
Nah Shootout Ayyee, Nah Shootout Ayyee
(Soulja Boy Tell Em)
[Verse 1:]
Its time to do my dance, pullin up my
A 100k on my pockets
I'm taking off like a rocket
If Soulja said let's get it started
I'm always going retarded
They know, my swag is so cool
Me
the middle finger
Showin off the index ring
Yeah I know my index stink
Cheddar diamonds, yellow rings
It's Soulja Boy Tell 'Em man
and my chain and the friends
[Verse 1]
Soulja Boy Tell Em.
Runnin With It.
Gotta Get A Black Mask,
Cant See Me, SouljaBoyTellEm.
Im On The Beat.
I'm Undefeat. Tid,
Did Yo
blew
Five shots changed my whole life, throats were slit
Niggas die by my orders when I wrote this shit
Though we go back like wild knights at Latin
the Champagne pouring.
And hold the glasses high,
And when a nigga ask you why, you tell 'em
The Dope Boys in the building.
What's up? The Dope Boys. What's
money world
And I'm gonna bring 'em in my world
I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket
I want it, you got it, don't make me have
of these [?] get blown
Most of my people is gone, most of my life I did wrong
I'm in the gutta' hoe where most of my partna's alone
All of dem live by
and hopped in my who
Got a recruit from this nice and peeled back the who
Niggas listen in I'll tell you how it all began
That's how it sounded when I-N-C
Yeah, boy
Dem better ring the alarm, boy
Dem know what's coming, boy
Buck, buck, buck
Haha
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh my God, fuckin'
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
days and years past when you add it up that's life boy
My young nigga said Josh I ain't you ion work for these white folk
Big Soulja got the Draco I got
Procreation
Compositions already written by themselves
Heck is for the people not believin' in gosh
Good job
Get 'em up way high
Gimme gimme that high
on the cashier
Ay I need my credit like soulja boy
They copying my songs bar for bar
Abusing drugs my pain avoid it
You pop pills to look cool do that shit for
thirsty) [x2]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em got the gurl gone wild
When I step on stage, and yo boy crack a smile
She thirsty, she thirsty
She wanna ride with
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)
Say hi, Bob (hi, Bob) Bob's thirty and still lives with his mom
And he don't got a job, 'cause
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)
Say hi, Bob (hi, Bob) Bob's thirty and still lives with his mom
And he don't got a job, 'cause
Cuz I been starting wars, breaking laws
Exposing these haters flaws
Leavin em mauled by these bars
As I'm shovin my balls in ya girls jaws
Layin it raw
so I can bend it over
Fuck the pigs yeah everything is kosher
I just hit up Jkidd, said he up in Dover
Had to tell my boy safety
Gotta keep one eye
like
Procreation
Compositions already written by themselves
Saying heck is for the people not believin' in gosh
Good Job
Get 'em up way high
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