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Kiss Me Thru The Phone

Sammie

Now, Vol. 31

2009

Soulja Boy Tell 'Em

Baby, you know that I miss you, I wanna get with you tonight 
But I cannot, baby girl, and that's the issue 
Girl, you know

to die but I don't wanna be next 
I wasn't shit so I made the world call me fresh 
I tell em Cautions calculate ya steps
Nobody's giviin hand outs better

know
Throw your money in the air and let 'em know

I'm whippin' big wheels, whippin' big wheels
Hope your drink don't spill whippin' big wheels
Tell me

shaking in they fucking boots
Tell em pull up don't bring the crew
Opps better duck cause i'm known to shoot
I got em hiding out in they room and shaking in

Kiss Me Thru The Phone

Sammie

Promo Only: Rhythm Radio (March 2009)

Soulja Boy Tell 'Em

Baby, you know that I miss you, I wanna get with you tonight 
But I cannot, baby girl, and that's the issue 
Girl, you know

up
Ay

Came up, boy I told ya, told ya
N***** wanna dap me up, I don't know ya, know ya
Funny how the tables turn, I'm big Soulja, Soulja
Ay

She press

bring my help and its on
Yall lil boys shouldn't come against the uptown assasin
Jump out quick out of the jag and blow fire like a dragon
Soulja bandana

Far Gone

Lil Baby

Stokeley

2018

to wait, uh
Tall grass, yes I know around me be some snakes, uh
Haul ass always movin' so I like to pace
Soulja Boy, I tell them that they out of date, uh

Cause the streets aint where it is, foreal

(Rxnel Verse I)
Face gated I aint gotta tell ‘em
Who I is
Drive-by’s, look
We aint catching Ubers here
Aye…

guide
Don't stand to close like a 5G Tower
When I drop these niggas be choppa hot
Better stand your ass by a fire hydrant
I was riding with some fuck boys

wrist
Diamond crop my neckle' (s)
Rockin' Mark an' Jacob
Haters wanna' taste it
Hit em with some flavor
Hit em with some caramel
Hit em with some CARL'S

you can tell by my face boy
That bad bitch she call me hellboy
Bitches want my dick they can call my cell, boy
I just wanna bitch I can call my playboy

to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell

on a shirt, you a Twitter banner
Gucci Mane, that Kush be my cologne
Soulja Boy, baby, pick up the phone
Blowin' kisses to your bitch
Through the phone draco's

the private hall, the lion's home (uh)
Sippin' scotch, tell 'em ready, set, go
(Ooh) you'll learn what war is like (say what?)

I'm ducking straight

Lil boy I'm balling
You can't tell me nothing
I pop champagne before the party
You can't tell me nothing
I tell all my boy em
Pop em too
You can't

tell your man to shove it
Up your assholes, U boys are pussyholes lol
You asked to take a photo
With my side hoe, yeah yeah
She came round yesterday, but

Nottz, Battlecat, Kokane, Lil Jon
Soulja boy Tell 'Em, Danja, Terrace
Martin, Bad Lucc
Problem, Nipsey Hussle, Damani
Scoop DeVille, Brandy, teddy Riley

My Jacket

Soulja Slim

The Streets Made Me

2001

consist of
Batteries on robberies, pistol charges, and murder
I know I'm the realest nigga ya heard of besides Pac
Got niggaz screaming Soulja from

This my victory lap
I got a check
Went and fucked on dat bitch
Now she call me her man
Had to tell her relax
These niggas soft as a bitch
But they

trapping dodging traffic me and spin master with some gang members
I can tell by your homie eyes they ain't gone bang with ya
Life sentence both snitches

they got some loose lips
I'd rather link up with some bitches, they off two fifths
Court rooms I hate those all these niggas do a tell in em'
Sell em

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

Overdose

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Until Death Call My Name

where he stand, we live by law and we gon' lay it down
Tell me he want smoke, 187, that's that same shit
.357 send you to heaven, knock out your brain