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I could tell, she bad as hell, and she all by herself
I could tell, I need your help
I could tell that you  good for my health, yeah
Damn, you fine

me yea she dish it well
Besitos but I don't kiss and tell
Head to toes I got her gripping nails
Imma bring the hammer man I bet we'll build

Bar

the pencil
Don't switch it, never be up on da chick back
Cuz you gonna tell a friend
That you want it back
Thirsty dry, but healthy when you want a tap
Don't

nigga thinking
He try the game and I'm blanking
Pop my shit like I'm Bigga than Rankin'
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, this chop I'm gone crank it

I put a gram in

WATCHIN YOU ,YOU WATCHIN ME/
I COULD TELL BY YOUR EYES THAT YOU JOCKIN ME,/
YOUR BODY LOOKS LIKE A MODEL OUT A MAGAZINE/
NOW LET ME SEE YOU SHAKE IT FAST DO

Let's go! Bshot***

Don't tell me what you made, nigga, that's what I spent
If the bitch ain't thick, Ion even wanna hit
Her pussy got wet when she

flipped off
You a lil boy, I can tell by the big talk
Everyday's Thanksgiving, me and cuz on a lit walk
I know that she want it cause my songs on her Tik

Life Goes On

Fat Joe

Loyalty

2002

at the time
We would memorize every single bar of his rhymes
Summertime, kids is playin' in the park
I might just ride by, let 'em sprinkle the truck

play the game, till a man curl over
Mighty mint the king and the soulja
Break your block when I'm in the bulldozer
My boys close and my fam real closer
I

she gon tell all her friends, next night back at it again
She gon pull up on me in that Audi, I make her cum n she outtie
Cut off my last lil thotty she

Oh shit bro, hold up, wait
I just tripped over my cape (Superman)
And I'm not gonna let 'em treat the paper like I'm chopping a letter
Dre'll tell

say we free to become Kings that ain't how It feel
Cuz anything that I achieve they like boy give it here
And she like daaamnn daddy why you do it like

for my health 
We spin they block cut the lights for the stealth 
Brick is some scale you can tell by the smell 

That's my lil baby 
She might drive my

If that boy dont love you by now
Tell em bye bye now
I swear you love putting me through it
Push me to the edge, Ima do it yea
Ain't even gotta check

play me like no fool
She love when I go deep in, Ion play it by the rules
I say don't lie to me lil bit just tell the truth
Them boys they gone ride for

Shake Ya Stick

Bizzy Bone

Speaking in Tongues

2005

was really a bitch
And I was raised by my papi, can you tell 'em they'll never win
And they get caught up in the sin, round here we drink for free

Oh yeah you know where I'm from
You know where I stay
Nigga, I'm posted in the A
Sittin low in my phantom ridin high
Every time I ride by nigga, I'm

I'm Soulja
I'ma hit that boy like a boulder
Twenty eight minutes until you are dead
I will decapitate and fuck your head
I'll eat your heart between

girls all around
I got my Hef' game goin'
Baby girl right but her partner got ass
Baby girl left but her partner got ass
She got 'em stuffed in them boy

like I'm soulja boy
Gotta coup yet I'm really home, home, gotta treat the crib like the studio

Or grave, I don't know how to behave, working for minimum

like it, she's a fan
I don't care cuz I'm the man
Blow up Vetter where you stand, tell me where do you stand
I'ma savage, she hot as fuck
What's

In My Hood

50 Cent

The Massacre [Clean]

2005

son, niggas'll go hard for that cake
These thirsty niggas are lurking, you'll have to catch 'em and merk 'em
I'm observing in my hood, 'cause niggas be

Stitched up by another block's heat
Every new label had to cop beats
All my nilla friends they would tell me
All you gonna be's just a wannabe

feel like slender
Hoping this track won't get dark

Hella venom 
Yeah
It's hella venom
Baggy clothes like Soulja boy 
Yeah you tell em
Calling the shots