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(huh), shoes was a stack
Belt was a stack (huh), shoes was a stack

Ayy, these boys lame as fuck, I got facial recognition (huh)
Murder mag manager, I

Draco (Draco)
Soulja

She make it clap, clap, clap
She make it clap, clap, clap
She make it (she made it clap, like pop that, haan)
She make it

& counting & counting
I'm stackin' em commas (Stack)
By 21 bank account 7 figures, you know that I've said it before (Aye)
You know that I've said it before

turn they brains into green eggs and ham she know i got stacks on deck but baby this ain't Soulja boy i done be played so many times but Ima keep going

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

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like

Boardin' a jet with a bad bitch that's wet (jet)
Breakin' her back, and I gave her a check (check)
Bottega flex, I got Marni on deck (Bottega)
Dolce

Yeah Yeah Cassidy and I ain't
In no mutha fucking gang but I'm a mutha
Fucking gangster real rap

I'mma G boy get smoke by P boy
Coke by the key boy

white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
Im talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes they gone watch me, but they all wanna

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

Yeah
Stack those racks
Push that work
Zero fucks
Faf de Klerk
Stack those racks
Push that work
Zero fucks
Faf de Klerk
Stack those racks (Stack 'em

don't act for the bros
Get rushed by the Fedz, head straight to the back, let it flush
From the back to the front, bring packs out stack money up
Livin'

I was impressed 
Been tweakin ta eat it like a Po boy she like da way I’m dressed 
Young fly nigga like I ran off a flight deck
Da way I rock designer

stupid don't try me
Most likely I'll pull out the gat
Pick a tiger by his toe
Let em know
Eeno mo
Puttin my foot on the gas

I got the twins on deck
Might

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?)

goin fly bout it
Send em to the sky bout it
Tell the truth why you lie bout it
Murder on my mind death around the corner I ain't hiding from it
I love

Hell Yeah

Diddy

Hustlenomics

2007

[Chorus: Yung Joc]
Shorty what the mood is, stacks on deck (hell yeah)
Is that your life savings hangin 'round your neck (hell yeah)
You put some

No Soulja Boy my shooters on deck, ain't even got to say shit
Not a word not a sentence not a paragraph
Broke ass niggas I hate they ass
Straight 8

Snap and Roll

Soulja Boy

Souljaboytellem.com

2007

off in da party and im bout da get loose dey hollin soulja boy tell'em gon hit Dat 1,2


Chorus 2x:
Ahhhh yuh snap and roll yuh snap and roll yuh

the gas to the floor
Lift 100 racks but thats on the low
Stacks on deck so the wrist like O
Lift a 100 racks but thats on the low
Stacks on deck so

Fuck a diss
Bottled issa bliss (fuck em)
Yungin stuntin frontin who that boy who him is (who him is)
Fuck a diss
Bottled issa bliss (fuck em)
Yungin

, flexing on deck like oh boy, I get the to check like oh boy
Shoot for the stars I'm fully loaded
I tell these rappers to lay low
What I'm cooking too nice
I

go get it, I buy it
Tell them other broke joker "Be quiet!"
Stacks on deck
Patrone on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby you can have whatever

to block it
I stay getting to that cake
I take hella trips to the bank
I got stacks on deck
Like Soulja Boy
So it's "Fuck whatcha think"
And they gotta