Lyrics:
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
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
sky gettin high wit my dawgs
From the cell to the trenches
We gon make it out
Boy say that he a soulja we can shoot it out
Free my boys on them books
We
right on top of me
Pilf my way to the lottery
I'd say on God, no stopping me
Can't stop a G, cuz honestly
Dem lad try body me got bodied
Tell em, tell em
jamel my nigga
I can tell you right quick I been through hell my nigga
Can you imagine looking at your kids and tell em you failed my necca
And I started
wanna of them boyz that ain't never been fucked over
I'm bout to change that, send that boy to tha Nolia
Put a pistol in his face, make em' empty out his
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Soulja Boy, I tell them that they out of date, uh
Never been that type
To jump into that water playing games with that white
I was really on that corner with them pills by the pack
All it took one
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
'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
here flossin', Big Willies, we Willie Lynch 'em
Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground
Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound
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
gun, what you gon' do boy?
You betta sit down nigga don't play like that
Betta yet tell ya man to put down the gat
Before it get ugly, I'ma leave ya
Boat on your avenue
You can catch Boat on your avenue, damn
Soulja I'm hot like a sauna
I gave that bitch the wrong number
I'm whippin' it up,
cha bitch ass
I'ma Soulja I ain't gotta say shit bitch
I thought I toldja nigga you can suck my dick
That's the way I feel bout it nigga when you
an OG
Shit could get fucked up, shit been fucked up, had to get it by my lonely, lowkey yeah
Who's tough?
Sounding like you been talkin' too much
Put 'em
fuck it, I'ma let him hang (dudu, duh)
I feel like Soulja Boy 'cause bitch
I just bought me some Bathing Ape (brpr, sktrt-skrtt)
And Katy, he gon'
It’s Philthy nigga
(Hol’ up, Spiffy in this muthafucka)
I say now
Pull up on ‘em wit a diamond tester
Pull up on ‘em wit a diamond tester
Pull up
strong
You smell it on me like cologne
If it ain't about no money
Please do not call my cell phone
Yo girl monkey on this dick
Untill I turn into King Kong
me, tell 'em I'm waiting for 'em
Who gon' fuck with me, I got the blazer for 'em
Who gon' fuck with me, do you wan' fuck with me? Nah
Hustle, boy
me, tell 'em I'm waiting for 'em
Who gon' fuck with me, I got the blazer for 'em
Who gon' fuck with me, do you wan' fuck with me? Nah
Hustle, boy
Crush by the lite- (Victoriouz)
New shit, man
Tearin' the streets up
It's your boy Lil Durk tunin' in with DJ Victoriouz, man (my nigga Lil Durk)
sold me, oh yea you showed me
I got the world on my shoulders, I remain a soulja
Chase money till its over everyday we get closer
They turn they back
Silkk, Slim, P
It's like, we out the game
(What's up Soulja Slim?)
Keep from callin' us
It's like we're never gonna be
(Master P in there, boy
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